We’ll never stop missing Chadwick Boseman. It’s been five years, and his death still feels like a fresh loss. Lainey and I were texting about this last night, how it doesn’t feel like it’s been five years already, how we still miss him. How Sinners feels like it was meant to be Chadwick and Michael B. Jordan. (I know it was Jonathan Majors and MBJ at one point, but really, it feels like that film was meant for Chadwick and MBJ. Chadwick would play Smoke, MBJ: Stack.)
Yesterday, Chadwick was posthumously honored with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Like I said regarding Robert Englund, sure, the whole thing is a marketing event, but sometimes you just don’t begrudge the person being honored, and this is one of those cases. Chadwick’s family showed up, his widow Simone Ledward-Boseman was there to accept the honor in his stead, and his great friends and collaborators, Ryan Coogler and Michael B. Jordan, were there, too. It must have been a rollercoaster day for those two, going from Chadwick’s ceremony to the American Cinematheque Awards, where MBJ received his own award.
Coogler was certainly emotional when speaking at the star ceremony, but his message is a good reminder, especially in the time of giving thanks, to not take each other for granted. Be kind, be good, be supportive, show up for the ones you love. You never know how long you have.
