He was never a man of the mainstream – a coy individual, reluctant of the fame. He had an air of eccentricity which added to his already mysterious appeal. He chose hunger over the popcorn movie. He made us look farther than his star by playing characters that overshadowed him. And then there’s the fact that he actually had talent.
Some refer to him as that gay cowboy, or the son of Mel Gibson, or the next Joker. I wish we would at least refer to him with the justice of his portrayals. Heathcliff Ledger, 28, was an artist. Though, in a time when so many artists are blank beyond the superficial, to call him as such would still be an understatement.