Thursday, February 07, 2008

Disappointed

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I held off on making a judgement on Heath Ledger's death for a couple of reasons.

First, I liked him. He did good work. He is about to re-define one of the most iconic comic book villains of all time.

Second, his death was weird and I wanted to hear an official report before deciding the sadness level to feel and express. Apparently it was an accidental overdose of several different legitimate prescription drugs. So. Very sad.

Yeah, the whole situation just kind of makes a person sit back and re-examine his life a bit.

How many jousting movies have I starred in? Not as many as Heath Ledger.

How many seriously uncomfortable westerns have I been in? Also not as many as Heath Ledger.

How many movies have I been in where I play a patriot in a country I wasn't even born in? You see where this is going.

I guess the most important thing I've learned from the tragic story of Heath Ledger's death is that I'm not the only one who has ever placed a questionable call to one of the Olsen twins when there is a dead body in the room.

And I'm more than a little comforted by that.

Anyway, my vote for the Joker replacement for the sequel would have to go to our friend Vitaly:

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I'm exactly as creeped out by this picture as I believe I'm supposed to be. Which is a lot. Seriously.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

If this continues on, I will begin to expect cultie shoutouts on a daily basis, so plan wisely!