**The Fisher King (1991)**(Re-watching Robin Williams catalog.)_Directed by Terry Gilliam_The Arthurian legend of the Fisher King tells of an injured king and a pure-of-heart knight or fool who must heal him. Richard LaGravenese s screenplay is absolutely brilliant because it somehow puts both leads in both roles simultaneously. Jack (Jeff Bridges) is the wounded king, destroyed by guilt after his on-air rant triggers a mass shooting at a Manhattan restaurant. Parry (Robin Williams) is the fool, a homeless man living in fantasy after his wife was killed in that same massacre. But Jack is also the fool who must quest for redemption, and Parry is the wounded king who needs healing. The roles shift, collapse into each other, become mirrors. And of course, the Red Knight, Parry s hallucinatory demon that hunts him through the streets, is the perfect symbol for the injury that afflicts both men, the trauma they cannot escape.Ultimately, the film is moving and emotional in ways that Terry Gilliam films don t always achieve. His visual imagination is intact, his magic realism on full display as Grand Central Station transforms into a waltz-filled ballroom, but the heart of this film beats stronger than spectacle. This is about broken people finding each other, about guilt and forgiveness, about whether redemption is even possible when the damage you ve caused is irreversible.Robin Williams and Jeff Bridges were both so amazing and believable in their roles as to make the fantasy alive. Williams acting range becomes highly apparent in this film. He plays a believable loony who has simultaneously a huge capacity for love, someone whose madness is not cute or quirky but genuinely born of unbearable loss, and yet who still radiates warmth, hope, even joy. This is Williams at his finest, balancing tragedy and comedy, never letting one overwhelm the other. Bridges matches him beat for beat, playing a man almost impossible to like, cynical and self-loathing, slowly allowing himself to be saved by someone he initially sees as just another burden.Mercedes Ruehl s Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress was totally deserved. She wore the character of Anne, Jack s long-suffering girlfriend, like her own skin. I had never seen her before (because she much preferred stage to film), and I am so sorry that I never got to see her on stage in New York. She s also a Tony winner, and you can see why; there s a theatrical command to her performance, a lived-in quality that makes every line feel earned rather than delivered. She anchors the film with her patience, her wit, her refusal to let Jack destroy himself without a fight.This is part of my Robin Williams retrospective, and it reminds me why his loss still stings. He could do anything. Comedy, drama, madness, tenderness, often all in the same scene. The Fisher King gives him room to show all of it, and he doesn t waste a moment. Neither does Gilliam, who trusts his actors enough to let them carry the emotional weight while he provides the visual poetry.Gilliam s Fisher King is a masterpiece about deep wounds, and about being called to save each other when we can t save ourselves.