Just plain psycho bad guy.

Unless you've been living under a rock. I'm sure you all have either seen "The Dark Knight"...or heard about it...read about it...etc.

When Julie & I spoke about the most recent "HALLOWEEN" remake, she said she didn't like it. When I asked her why, she said "I dunno, I like my bad guys to just be bad guys. No backstory. No answers. Just be bad...makes them more scary. I don't want to empathize with them."

While I understood what she was saying, I never really felt what she was saying. Until I saw Heath Ledger as The Joker.

THAT is a bad guy. No reason. No explanation. You never know why. There is no vengeance - no remorse - again, no reason.

Patrick said he found himself thinking in the middle of the movie "man...I hope they kill him."

I think this is the reason why I didn't really enjoy "Spiderman 3" as much. I felt sorry for Sandman, I felt sorry for Venom. And, don't even get me started on my love for James Franco's Harry Osborn.

After watching Dark Knight, I realized that I actually liked not liking my bad guys. I wanted them to catch him yet I wanted to see what he did next.

THAT makes a good bad guy. No empathy.

Just plain psycho.

Heath channeled something dark. Whatever it was, it worked.

K....

So, Corey, Julie & Kris have already heard about this. But, because I know most of my friends are not wrestling fans, I will post this to form your own opinion.

I have already blogged about Heath Ledger.

We all know that death is tragic, no matter the circumstances. The person who died has a family, friends...and sometimes spouses, children. We all deal with death more than we want to.

But, it's stuff like this....deeeeep breath.

If you don't know, former professional wrestler, The Ultimate Warrior (who changed his name, legally, to Warrior a few years back) - has an online blog.

And here's what he has to say about the passing of the 28 year old actor:

"In the interest of full disclosure, I must tell you I have watched Brokeback Mountain no less than 45 times and I own the Limited Edition DVD, signed by Willie Nelson a short time after he wrote that queer cowboy song as a tribute to the courage of the producers and actors who broke such incredible creative ground when they made their agenda-less movie. Serious. Until I saw Bendover Brokeback, Braveheart was my favorite movie. But the love scenes of Brokeback sucked me right in and I had no choice but to give myself over to the passion of its wide open range, if you get my drift. Such courage this young man and his colleagues have. Reminds me of the courage of classic movie stars, where during the War they enlisted and flew bomber planes and fought on frontlines, then came back and picked up their lives and careers right where they left off, without anti-American sentiment, whining and complaining, or self-destructive self indulgence. I'm equally inspired.

Apparently, Leather Hedger had sleeping troubles and anxiety and dealt with terrible mood swings. So do soldiers but they don't self-destructively fuck up their lives. In fact, they don't sleep, handle anxiety and mood swings while dealing with whether or not they might at any moment lose their life. And they do this all the while they are dangerously protecting the freedom of others to fuck up their own. By the way, how many 28 (or older or younger) year old soldiers met their death yesterday? It's not easy to find out. None of them made the headlines of any news.

By today's standard, though, I do have to agree that he was a great father. Perhaps even greater then the father of the year, Hulk Hogan. After all, Leather Hedger did what it took to kill himself. His kid is without a father, yes, but the negative influence is now removed and his own child has the chance for a full recovery. Hogan, on the other hand, won't go quite that far. He insists on sticking around to keep further ruining, and profiting off of, the parentally mismanaged lives of his own children.

It is sad and tragic….that we don't demand attention be paid to greater things."

Ahem. *pops neck*

Think what you want. This post isn't about people who support or don't support gay rights. Some people do, some people don't. I love & respect my friends regardless.

But saying that an actor should have died because he was....acting?

What. The. Hell?

As I said to Corey "I guess even bigots can learn how to type."

Jack, I swear...

Jack, I swear...
Current mood: thoughtful

So, unless you've been living under a rock you know by now that actor Heath Ledger died two days ago.

Now, I never knew him personally. And I cannot state on his personality or way of life. It's amazing how you can read interviews and think you know someone. But, I want to talk about the things I do know:

I do know that this man, normal man, was a good actor. He did well for a young age.

I saw "10 things" in the theater the day it released back in '99. And yes, I fell in love with it. I have it on DVD and VHS. When he starts singing 'Can't take my eyes off of you' - and the camera zooms up to his face. I remember thinking "God, he's hot, I love his freckles."

Yes, boys, chicks think like this.

The movie is good classic cheese that had a good cast (even Joesph Gordon Levitt in his 3rd Rock heyday. Where did THAT dude go?) and reworked a very old story to a generation (MY generation) most of who have the attention span of 2 year old child.

After that was "A Knight's Tale" - which you either liked or hated. I owe it - and the soundtrack. Although I could really careless for his female lead in that movie, Shannyn Sossamon, he really did carry the film...along with the characters that played his friends.

I'm a big fan of friendship.

Next up, we had "Monster's Ball" & "The Patriot". Two movies of which I enjoyed but do not own. Monster's Ball was very original and seemed like I could actually know those people. So much tragedy and heartache.

But, of course you knew I was going to mention "Brokeback Mountain".

Brokeback is probably in my favorite top 10 films of all time list.

And if you think it's just because it's a 'gay cowboy movie' then you obviously don't know me and haven't seen it. I will revert to my original post back in '06 when I saw it.

"Heath Ledger DESERVES any award he gets for that film. Holy crap. I can totally relate to his character. Not that I have an attraction to a female, but the way he cuts himself off from feeling anything. It has really made me think."

I related to his character. The stoic expressions and internal frustration. That story isn't about 'gay cowboys' - it's about falling in love with someone because it is just that person. Being male or female is moot. Love is love.

Heath showed extreme use of method acting to be so young. When talking to Julie, the only person I could compare him to was Brando. Very young Brando. "Streetcar" Brando. Where you really think "this could be someone I know.."

Now, I have ranted on & on about the roles I loved him in. I see him becoming the James Dean of our time. Although Dean only did three films and died at 24. They both had 'it' factor. And they were both talented, beautiful people - that few understood.

I'd like to think that he was a good person who loved his daughter. That is what all the articles say anyway. One article summed the real tragedy of what happened up:

"At the end of Brokeback we see Heath as a middle-aged man getting a visit from his grown daughter. A role, unfortunately, he will never get to play as himself."

The little girl.

I hate it when I don't get myspace notifications in my email. It pisses me off.

Went to see Brokeback Mountain today. Wow, what an incredible film. Not just because it was about two, hot, gay cowboys - but just the story.

The overall concept that sometimes - no matter where life might take you - there is going to be one person that you will always love. And you will fight with it. You will deny it. You will everything in your power to stop it. But, deep down, it will always be there.

Heath Ledger DESERVES any award he gets for that film. Holy crap. I can totally relate to his character. Not that I have an attraction to a female, but the way he cuts himself off from feeling anything. It has really made me think. If I think someone is getting too close, I will push them away. I build walls. Big brick, sturdy walls. I do. I know I do. So, I went back and reread one of my favorite quotes from the movie "Great Expectations":

"Let's say there was a little girl, and from the time she could understand, she was taught to fear... let's say she was taught to fear daylight. She was taught that it was her enemy, that it would hurt her. And then one sunny day, you ask her to go outside and play and she won't. You can't be angry at her can you?" - Estella

Maybe the little girl inside me will learn to trust and knock some walls down to expose the daylight someday. Until then, though, she will be in the dark in my head - telling me that everyone who I let have too close will hurt me..

Ahh..on a lighter note - I have lost 11 pounds in a month! Good times.