
Thursday morning (March 25th) my friend John McGarr was struck down by a drunk driver and killed. John was a good friend of mine and I felt it important to say something about him.
John made appearances in such movies as "Escape from LA" and "American History X". He also had a reoccurring character on "Talkshow with Spike Feresten." Aside from acting John had started a production company in Hollywood called My Way Productions. His brother Eban McGarr is a writer/director who made a cool horror film called "Sick Girl" and then went on to make the very awesome "House of the Wolfman."Both movies John acted in and produced. He was promoting "House of the Wolfman" when the accident occurred. He had traveled out to Indianapolis to a horror film convention and early Thursday morning was walking down the road when a car hit him. I had last seen John less than two weeks prior at my

John was one of the first people I met upon moving to California. Like me, he too was born in Queens, New York. I will remember John for a strange situation we both were in a few years back. I pride myself at having a strange life filled with odd stories and this certainly fits the bill (or Bill).
John took me out for drinks in a place called Marina Del Rey. I am a bit of a reptile nut and he knew this cool bar that raced turtles for charity. We had a few drinks and watched the cute girls race the turtles and eventually went for a bit across the street at the IHOP. John had sat facing the large window looking out onto the parking lot. At a point in our meal John stood up abruptly and stated that there was a fight in the lot. He was the type of guy that would jump in and break up a fight. The two of us ran out in to the dark parking lot to see if we can help. As we came out the door a large chain with pad lock attached whizzed inches from our faces. A madman screaming profanity and wielding chain stood spinning the weapon like Mjöllnir above his head.
His goal was to beat a well dress gentleman who had come out of the bar across the street where we had just been. The well dressed man was young and clearly nervous. He pleaded with the madman to stand down and leave him alone. From what I gathered the well dr

The ambulance got there in seconds after he passed. John and I stood for hours answering question for the police. We walked up and down the stree

John leaves behind his incredibly talented brother Eban McGarr and is sist

House of the Wolfman trailer
Sick Girl trailer
John's IMDb page
2 comments:
Damn. Condolences to you, Bill, and to the rest of his family. :(
My condolences on your loss, Bill.
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