I hardly watch expensive movies. But as a way of paying homage to the finest actor that Hollywood ever had and will never ever have again, I’m seated in a secluded corner of the balcony at SM Cinema, all by my lonesome, teary-eyed with a heavy heart, while watching “Hours.” No amount of tears, yours and mine combined, will awaken Paul Walker back again, but I believe that our prayers and sympathies will go a long way, definitely with his soul in heaven.
Let us remember that Paul went in the midst of helping our brothers and sisters, the victims of Typhoon Yolanda in the Philippines, at a charity event that he co-hosted in Calif., through his non-profit organization called Reach Out Worldwide. God may have seen that fatal day coming, but more importantly, He saw what’s in Paul’s heart: that burning compassion to help us out in our country’s most pressing predicament. Unlike many other Hollywood actors who died drugged, Paul made a graceful exit towards the Kingdom of God.
Paul Walker stood alongside Jason Statham and Channing Tatum as my ultimate favorite Hollywood actors although, honestly, I seldom watch English movies. If you’re watching “Hours” together with me right now, I’m pretty sure that you, too, would be in tears—both because the story is about a father who’s hanging on to what he can, on his mettle, to save his daughter’s life in the wake of Hurricane Katrina, and because you can see the goodness in his heart, the fortitude of his spirit, and the loving father (brother, son, friend, colleague, citizen, role model) that he was through his character.
May the Good Lord cover Paul Walker in His loving embrace, as he rests in peace!