August 8,
2012, 8:00
a.m.
Hearing the news of Marvin Hamlisch's sudden passing, I am suddenly awash in
the sound of his music and the flood of tears unleashed by its memory. There are
movies that would not have been the same without it, and a Broadway musical that
will never be forgotten for it.But what Hamlisch perhaps played best was the human heartstrings, plucking at our emotions one by one, ranging across the octaves of sadness and joy, letting the feelings resonate for as long as he dared.
Three Oscars, a Tony, four Emmys, four Grammys — they seem now the briefest of nods, insufficient for a lifetime's work of filling our films, Broadway musicals and TV shows with his artistry.




