Remembrances of the Deceased

On Thursday night I decided I'd treat myself to watching a film after a few days of a lot of work. I picked 10 Things I Hate About You. It's one of those films I can watch again and again and never tire. Not because it's wonderful - it's not - but because there's something a little bit different about it in comparison to most romantic comedies. Something a little bit quirky - Heath Ledger's character, I suppose. This is the one thing I hadn't thought of, the fact that he is one of the main characters. How I didn't think of it before I put the D.V.D. in, I really don't know. I must have been in one of those dazes after having spent time planning for three different essays. Anyway, as I was watching it, it really hit me that Heath Ledger is no longer around. I don't mean that in a really corny way. It's been over a year since his death and up until now watching him in films seemed pretty normal - even in The Dark Knight. I think it's the thought that there's only one new film left to see: The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus. It's sad to think there will be nothing left to come. Nothing more of a great talent set to become an even greater actor. The man who was leading his generation of actors. It seems only fitting that after missing out on Best Actor at the BAFTAs for his moving role in Brokeback Mountain, that he should sweep up Best Supporting Actor with little to no contest at all...just over a year after his death in the role he will most likely be remembered for: the terrific, terrifying Joker.