From The Guardian: Alan Rickman, one of the best-loved and most warmly admired British actors of the past 30 years, has died in London aged 69. His death was confirmed on Thursday by his family who said that he died “surrounded by family and friends”. Rickman had been suffering from cancer. I had the pleasure of seeing Mr. Rickman a few years ago in a play at the Brooklyn Academy of Music, and it was great seeing an actor I admire live on stage. I think it's important to point out that we heap so much praise on pretty faces in the entertainment industry, but more often than not the artists that we truly cherish and remember are those that stand out from the pack--the Jimmy Stewarts, the Dustin Hoffmans, the Denzel Washingtons (although he is considered very handsome, his craft and transformational ability makes him stand out). Rickman was one of those people, with his unique voice and hangdog features. He could make any figure compelling, be it the German terrorist from Die Hard, the well-meaning but ultimately foolhardy husband from Love Actually, the repulsive Judge Turpin from Sweeny Todd, or yes, Professor Snape in the Harry Potter films. Rest in peace, Mr. Rickman. You shall be missed.