So, Heath Ledger's dead. I'm not proud, but my first thought was, "I guess Charlie Hunnam won't have any more competition for roles calling for a Heath Ledger type." My second was, "I wonder if this will push back The Dark Knight."
I'll at least do him the courtesy of posting a flattering picture.
On the one hand, I'm indifferent, as I tend to be when celebrities die; however, I'm also surprised. He seemed pretty together, unlike some of his paparazzi-baiting celebretard peers, which is probably why his death is oddly unsettling. That and the fact that he's barely older than I am.
It's terribly unfortunate. He had the potential to be one of his generation's icons or slowly slide into mediocrity after a couple of kick-ass roles. Now we'll never know.
Since these things happen in threes (Brad Renfro was #1), I'm now worried about Jerry O'Connell:
Xenu does not appreciate your mockery, and those bastards are crazy.
I'll at least do him the courtesy of posting a flattering picture.
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