Neighbors only saw a celebrated filmmaker, a devoted husband, a proud father.
Inside the home, decades of love were tangled with Nick’s long battle against addiction,
a struggle he once turned into the semi‑autobiographical film Being Charlie.
On that December afternoon, first responders walked into a scene they will not forget: two parents gone,
a family story violently severed. Their daughter Romy,
who discovered them, now carries a grief almost impossible to name — mourning not only her parents,
but the brother now accused of destroying them.
It is a tragedy with no real villains and no true resolution,
only the echo of what might have been if help,
somehow, had been enough.