I know what you mean, Gabreya and Fiona. Ever since Jan 22, when I heard it on the 6:00 news and dropped my glass and cussed in front of my mother, it doesn't seem real. Nothing seems real, in fact. I watch his movies, from start to finish, from when he was just a kid in "10 things" all the way up to the end. Haven't seen "Candy" or "I'm Not There", but did see all the others dozens of times, and BBM hundreds of times.
It's just impossible to believe that such a gifted person could die such a tragic accidental death. We're all, because we love him, thinking we could have saved him somehow, or that people in his life should have saved him somehow, or that he was too smart to have done such a thing to himself. We're all thinking those thoughts...
Hell's bells, I still believe Elvis is alive, maybe living in Honolulu or Vegas, dreaming the impossible dream for all eternity.
It's much easier for me to believe that Heath has just gone "down undah" with the other Aussies. I'm sure there's some sheep that need herding somewhere, and he'd do a damned fine job of it...