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Showing posts with label The Dark Knight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Dark Knight. Show all posts

Sunday, August 03, 2008

I spent the evening with Heath....

It was fantastic.  Just me and Heath.  Oh, and my husband and a million other movie-goers were there too.  I, like so many others, first fell for Heath while watching "A Knight's Tale".  Oh. My. Stars.  Now, his last. The Dark Knight.
I waited in line for popcorn and drinks for 45 minutes.  Yes, you read that correctly.  I missed the first 25 minutes of the movie, which were thankfully mainly previews.  I was not happy.  
It took about two and a half seconds to forget that I was ticked off.  It was that good.  And, yes, Heath, while not looking his best, was still fabulous.  Leon asked if I still thought he was good looking with all the make up on.  Yes.  Yes I did.  We've bonded, and I know what's underneath it.  
I was sad watching his last movie.  I was sad thinking that, if reports are true, that he was such a fabulous method actor that the movie disturbed him.  He was having trouble sleeping.  I'm saddened that his eventual death came about for our entertainment.  It's tragic to think that this fine actor, with such an amazing future, died the way he did.  I find it worse that it was an accident.  
I know, he had his issues with addiction.  I know.  I'm just so sad for him. 
Afterward, I sat there while everyone else poured out of the theatre, anxious to be on their way.  Some would probably go out to Tim Horton's for hot chocolate like Leon and I.  Others, perhaps, were heading out to sneak into another theatre.  Some probably rushed out to relieve babysitters who weren't expecting a near three hour movie.  I was determined to see the "In memory of..." that HAD to be there.  
Credits rolled. Some Christopher Nolan character was named about a million times. Then came the actors. Leon, the whole time, was saying it wouldn't be there. He was only in a few movies. He wasn't that popular.

There it was.  "In memory of Heath Ledger and ........ "  It's probably sad that I don't know who the heck the other guy was.  Seeing that, I was able to close the door on my Heath. 
I won't lie.  There were tears.  
I know.  I'm a loser.
And, so, tonight I said farewell.

I feel it's necessary to let you all know that I assured my husband that if he dies, I'll be sad for him too.lol