#RIP: When Death Becomes Us
Sadly, it’s the best career move for Black stars that shine brightest when the light goes out.
Last week we lost the greatest Black actor I’d never heard of. When someone in a meeting at work announced that Michael K. Williams had died, my first response wasn’t “What?” It was “Who?” (It also took me a beat to realize she hadn’t said Keegan-Michael Ray.)
I’m ashamed to admit it, but this titan of a Black thespian, who died on September 6 at age 54, was apparently a legend to so many of my colleagues, all of them White, and I didn’t even know his name. Once I looked him up, I immediately recognized his unforgettable face from 12 Years a Slave (maybe most of my colleagues had to Google him, too — since it was a virtual meeting, I wouldn’t have been able to see them frantically searching), but why didn’t I know his name?
I can blame it, in part, on my taste in TV. Although Williams had dozens of movie and television credits over more than two decades in Hollywood, most of the obits singled out his long-running roles in two TV series as helping to earn him a sterling reputation as an actor’s actor — The Wire and Boardwalk Empire — and I’ve never watched either of them. I haven’t gotten around to HBO’s cancelled-after-one-season Lovecraft Country, his final television credit for which he’s…
