Thursday, January 24, 2008

Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on

So Heath Ledger died. Now I'll be honest, I don't know anything about like, pop culture or major actors and whatnot, I don't watch enough TV or read enough magazines. When I heard he died, I didn't care at all. Until I heard some more.

Now everyone knows about the new Batman movie and how he is the Joker. Check this, supposedly he was working so hard to get into character that he was going crazy. Like people said once he was in costume, he was actually scary and couldn't be convinced out of the fact that he was the Joker. Now driving oneself to insanity like this is no easy task, and apparently is extremely difficult to undo. Heath began taking meds because he couldn't sleep. He literally forced himself into both insomnia and insanity. Then after taking too many sleeping pills, a chemical reaction took place and killed him. Although the idea that it was accidental has not been confirmed, it is probable because he even stated in a past interview that he was worried that this movie would kill him.

I'm amazed. Human willpower is the most beautiful killer there is. His story is a masterpiece. An ironic, tragedy of a masterpiece. My theory is this: After being so dedicated to the part, Heath started to become the Joker his own mind. It started to scare him, so he attempted to push the idea away. Then it became more apparent and he couldn't sleep, so he started taking sleeping pills. Because he had to keep playing the part, he couldn't get help. He needed to be the Joker. Eventually, the only place he could escape to was sleep, and he couldn't even do that with the pills. So he tried upping the amount of pills he took to get more sleep, and a chemical reaction inside of him killed him. This is going to be one hell of a movie. It'd better be, it took a life.

I'll be honest I didn't even know who he was before this, and I still kinda don't care (to be a tad apathetic). I'm just astonished at the psychological changes this man was able to put himself through. It just goes to show you that we live in a word of our own creation. If you disagree with me, let's have a little chat sometime.

Eventually this blog won't be all text stuff, and it'll actually have some humor to it. I'll get some videos and such, but for now this is all I have time for. Thanks for reading.

Regards,
Danny Sullivan

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