Tristeza nivel: James Gunn detiene filmación de Suicide Squad para despedir a su perrito

Precaución: Esta nota te hará llorar, como al becario que la escribió

Panamá.- “Tonight, a dog died in California“, James Gunn paró la filmación de The Suicide Squad para regresar a casa y despedirse de su mejor amigo, su perrito. Por casi 17 años, el Dr. Wesley Von Spears acompañó en sus locuras al director de Guardians of the Galaxy.

Hace unos días el director James Gunn agradeció a Warner Bros., DC Comics, al cast y crew de la secuela de Suicide Squad, por permitirle pausar la producción para volar de regreso a California a despedir a su perrito. Escribió en su Instagram:

“Por casi 17 años estuviste conmigo. Pasé más tiempo contigo que con otro ser en este planeta. Viviste conmigo alrededor del mundo. Rondabas los sets de mis películas y te metías en mis tomas. Estuviste conmigo en mis éxitos y fallas y nada te importaba, siempre y cuando estuviera ahí para abrazarte, rascarte la pancita, pelear, caminar o darte un premio”

 

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The clip clop of your toenails against the floor behind me was the soundtrack of my life. For nearly seventeen years, you were with me. I’ve spent more time with you than any other being on this planet. You lived with me across the world – in Los Angeles, in London, in Malibu, in Atlanta. You roamed the sets of my films (and roamed into more than one shot). You were with me through my successes and failures, and you didn’t care a whit about them, as long as I was there for a cuddle, a belly rub, a wrestle, a walk, or a treat. Every night you would fall asleep curled tightly against my side and every morning you would lick my calf good morning while I peed. When I had to be away in a hotel room and couldn’t sleep, I’d take a pillow from the bed and put it against my side and pretend it was you. It usually helped. Through a divorce and a chaotic single life and various relationships, you were my one true constant. And in my darkest hours, you were the slim tether of love and joy that kept me connected to this fragile life. To the world you were Dr. Wesley Von Spears, or Von Spears, but to me you were Wesley, and the best friend I ever had. I love you, buddy. Thank you for making me a better man. — Wesley passed away peacefully in my arms last week. The crew, cast, and studio were kind enough to allow me to shut down production in Panama and fly home to be with him. Although Jenn and I are both heartbroken, we know Wesley had an amazing, long life filled with people who loved him, and wise and compassionate veterinary care. Playful until the very end, he had come a long way from a stray, matted, snaggle-toothed puppy found wandering the streets of Carson City, California. Thank you to all of you, too numerous to mention, who helped make his life so wonderful and healthy. And, if you are so inclined, please consider making a donation to @SpayPanama to help dogs that don’t have the same advantages Wesley had. ❤️ #VonSpears

Una publicación compartida por James Gunn (@jamesgunn) el 23 de Feb de 2020 a las 9:09 PST

“… Para el mundo fuiste Dr. Wesley Von Spears, or Von Spears, pero para mi eras Wesley, el mejor amigo que he tenido. Te amo, pequeño. Gracias por hacerme un mejor hombre. Wesley trascendió en paz en mis brazos la semana pasada”.

Además, James Gunn cuenta que le encantaba como su perrito se dormía a su lado y cuando estaba lejos de casa, ponía una almohada junto a él para imaginarse que era Wesley.

 

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All humans and most animals have a point in their lives where they feel hurt or betrayed or rejected and thereafter they never fully trust others, at least not initially. There’s a wariness that all of us carry from that earlier life damage. One of the most beautiful things about Wesley was, although he had been a street dog, he didn’t have wariness or doubt about himself whatsoever. He just automatically assumed that everyone in the world loved him and he loved everyone. Sometimes he was wrong! He was in my office for all of my meetings on Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 1, and would become temporary best friends with whatever actor or head of department came to meet with me – most of whom loved a very friendly dog hanging around. But one actor meeting with me for a role clearly didn’t like dogs. When Wes sidled up to her, wagging his tale, she was like, “Ugh.” When she sat down on my couch to discuss the role, he sat on her lap, doggy smiling, tongue dangling, staring up at me, like, “Look at this cool person I found!” I was embarrassed and kept making him get down but he’d gaze at me, baffled, like, “What kind of monster are you to deprive this poor woman of ME?” He pranced out of the room with blissful confidence that that actor, like all others, adored him. (No, she didn’t get the role). I often think of Wesley as my role model in that way – how great would it be always believing I was awesome, everyone thought I was awesome, and every person I met was as awesome as me? Every individual was a pure delight and someone to get to know immediately and intimately. That was Wes. They say our dogs become like us. Me, I hope I became more like him. #vonspears

Una publicación compartida por James Gunn (@jamesgunn) el 25 de Feb de 2020 a las 7:56 PST

Y sí, nuestro becario lloró al escribir esta nota. Es bueno ver que aún hay esperanza en la humanidad y qué chido que Warner y los demás involucrados entendieron el pesar de James Gunn. Al igual, sus amigos de Marvel le han escrito para darle sus condolencias.

“¿Wesley, por qué nos dejaste tan pronto?” canta Matt Wertz en la siguiente canción: