Here’s some bad news to start off your Sunday.
Filmmaker Bruce Sinofsky is dead.
He was one of the co-producers behind the Metallica documentary “Some Kind of Monster.” If not for him, we’d never know just how much the dudes in Metallica hate each other.
Bruce died after a battle with diabetes.
He was 58, and also filmed the 1994 movie “Paradise Lost” which focused on the West Memphis Three.
Metallica issued a statement, saying, “We lost a valued member of our family today as award-winning filmmaker Bruce Sinofsky passed away this morning. Bruce, along with Joe Berlinger, was the architect of our film ‘Some Kind Of Monster.’ Smart, funny and dedicated, Bruce was with us almost every day in the early 2000s and was an integral part of helping us to navigate the rough waters during those times.
“Although not very welcomed at times, he was there through some of the darkest times of Metallica. He became a dedicated comfort and visual lifeboat, while objectively observing the unraveling and rebuilding of our inner and outer selves. We admired Bruce and Joe’s work in ‘Brother’s Keeper,’ but, of course, were blown away by what Bruce and Joe accomplished with the ‘Paradise Lost’ trilogy of films. With their relentless work and attention to detail, Bruce and Joe’s films drew attention to the miscarriages of justice associated with the trial of three teens accused of murder and helped to lead to their eventual release from prison after over 18 years behind bars.
“After ‘Some Kind Of Monster,’ Bruce went on to do more brilliant work on the Sundance channel series ‘Iconoclasts,’ and History’s ‘10 Days That Unexpectedly Changed America,’ along with numerous other film and television projects. Our thoughts and prayers are with Bruce’s family and friends. We will miss Bruce. A courageous man with deep empathy and wisdom who wasn’t afraid to dig deep to tell the story.”
This sucks, man. He was young.
Another man I respected recently died at 58, but I failed to mention it on this site since it wasn’t metal related. I’d like to take a moment now to get some thoughts off my chest.
David Carr was someone I considered a mentor, even though I’d only spent time in the man’s presence on a handful of occasions.
A respected media journalist for The New York Times whose writing was poetic and engaging, David collapsed in the newsroom of the venerated paper two weeks ago. He died from lung cancer.
I first met David in 2002 at a conference for journalists in Chicago.
His love of the craft and his desire to impart that love on young reporters like myself was inspiring. I spent much of that first night in Chicago talking about the news business with David on a bench outside the conference’s hotel. Our talk was moving.
Later, when I was at MTV News, just a stone’s throw away from the Times, David and I got together for lunch a few times. When MTV laid me off in late 2008, I reached out to him immediately, and he insisted I use him as a reference on my resume.
He even reached out to some folks in the media world to try to get me work.
I will miss David, even though it had been over a year since we’d spoken via email. Meeting him changed me for the better.
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