I hope he didn’t mean to end his life. And if he did? Well, that’s even more tragic.
This article from The New York Times published just two months ago is quite spooky to read now:
“I stressed out a little too much,” Mr. Ledger said.
He tends to do that. He is here in London filming the latest episode
of the “Batman”franchise, “The Dark Knight.” (Mr. Bale, as it happens,
plays Batman; Mr. Ledger plays the Joker.) It is a physically and
mentally draining role — his Joker is a “psychopathic, mass-murdering,
schizophrenic clown with zero empathy” he said cheerfully — and, as
often happens when he throws himself into a part, he is not sleeping
“Last week I probably slept an average of two hours a night,” he
said. “I couldn’t stop thinking. My body was exhausted, and my mind was
still going.” One night he took an Ambien, which failed to
work. He took a second one and fell into a stupor, only to wake up an
hour later, his mind still racing.
Even as he spoke, Mr. Ledger was hard-pressed to keep still. He got
up and poured more coffee. He stepped outside into the courtyard and
smoked a cigarette. He shook his hair out from under its hood, put a
rubber band around it, took out the rubber band, put on a hat, took off
the hat, put the hood back up. He went outside and had another
cigarette. Polite and charming, he nonetheless gave off the sense that
the last thing he wanted to do was delve deep into himself for public
consumption. “It can be a little distressing to have to
overintellectualize yourself,” is how he put it, a little
RIP Heath. What a brilliant talent you were. A true actor who never courted fame or celebrity. What a waste. Looking at this picture makes me want to weep. For you, for Matilda and for everyone who loved you. All the strength in the world to your family and your daughter and your ex partner, Michelle Williams who will have to have the most difficult conversation in the world with your little girl……