Robin Williams’ Widow And Children Are Currently In A Messy Fight Over His Will

Well, file this under both “Not Shocking” and “This Is NOT What The Genie Would Want”. Six months after the beyond-sad death of Robin Williams, the New York Times says his wife of three years Susan Williams is rewriting the chapter on Tacky Moves in the Gold Digger Widow Handbook by fighting with Robin’s three children Zachary, Zelda, and Cody over what he left to them his will. When Robin Williams died, he left the majority of his estate to his three kids, which included jewelery, memorabilia (please tell me that includes the fatsuit from Mrs. Doubtfire), clothing, personal photos taken before he got with Susan, and awards he received from the entertainment industry. A second trust gave Susan their home in Tiburon, CA, some stuff around the house, and some cash to take care of the house.

But that wasn’t enough money for Susan, so she’s gone to court to demand some of the money Robin left to his kids be given to her for “daily upkeep” and “unexpected renovations” on the house. Like a $30,000 renovation she recently did. Meanwhile, Robin’s kids claim that Susan shouldn’t be asking for shit from them, since she still has yet to turn over what’s theirs. According to Robin’s kids, Susan has prevented them from coming inside the house to collect the stuff their dad left for them. Susan acknowledges that she’s been blocking them from entering the house, but she claims it’s because she’s “frightened” of them “invading her home”. However, she hasn’t blocked everyone from the house; apparently she’s been rolling out the red carpet for appraisers and home design types.

And to make things even messier, TMZ says she’s withholding Robin’s collection of watches, because according to Susan, watches aren’t technically jewelery, and therefore they belong to her. Next thing you know she’ll be claiming that an Academy Award isn’t an award, but a gold-plated humanoid Feng Shui decoration.

All of this is such a goddamned MESS. Fighting over watches? Pretending like you’ve stepped out for milk every time your stepkids buzz the front gate? Susan, chill out and let the kids in the damn house! They’re not going to pull up the new granite countertops you just installed; they just want their dad’s rainbow suspenders and his collection of chest hair combs.