namkcuR said:
I feel the Cobain effect is strong in this case. He will become even more of a legend than he would have otherwise because of this.
i agree.
what i think is going to happen is the realization that this was someone who was well on his way to realizing his talent. he started out pretty, and i thought "the patriot" was kind of an abomination (and he was just adequate), but there's no question that he grew as an actor. he was great in "monster's ball," and he was nothing short of astonishing in "brokeback," and that particular performance will now probably take on legendary status. it a genuinely great, genuinely haunting, (in my opinion, i would have given him the Oscar over Phillip Seymour Hoffman in "Capote") and what's remarkable is how his deep baritone voice is able to communicate an incredibly complex universe of emotion through the very limited vocabulary of Ennis Del Mar.
he will be missed. and the tragedy for us -- we didn't know him, so it's not like this can be felt on a personal level -- is that we've missed out on what may well have become a truly great body of work.
William Hurt once said that he hoped, through acting, to "disseminate the experience of empathy."
with Ennis Del Mar, there's no question that Heath Ledger did just that. "brokeback" is an absolutely invaluable text in the ongoing narrative of gay individuals, it's already canonized, and that, for me, is how i will remember Heath Ledger. he made people believe that a handsome, masculine cowboy could fall deeply in love with another man, and then he broke our hearts. he made us walk in Ennis' shoes, breathe with his lungs, and feel his beating heart in our chests. and that is what great art does -- it transports us to another viewpoint, and makes someone else's reality our own for a few fleeting moments.
here's what one critic had to say:
[q]The movie tells us that when pure, strong love gets tamped down and extinguished like a cigarette butt crushed under a boot heel, the result is as immoral and deadly as getting shot in the back. Jack and Ennis are doubly cursed. They can’t be together, and they can’t abide by the code of honor to which men in Westerns aspire, because that code doesn’t allow for these particular emotions. If I’m making it sound as though Brokeback Mountain is a downer, it’s actually a serious piece of art in which great joy can be taken in witnessing the small-miracle performances of Ledger (so eloquent in his mute despair) and Gyllenhaal (so meticulously agonized by his daily compromises). Ang Lee conveys maddening delirium rendered in the way one man’s eyes gaze at another’s, and then look away, and the looking-away amounts to the murder of two souls as surely as if they’d drawn guns and hit each other in the heart.
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so, with that, all i can say is thank you, Mr. Ledger, and good bye.