Heath did an awesome acting job in TDK, and I said so right after I saw it. I posted on a thread here that he deserves and Oscar for his performance, but I was shot down by some undesirable person. It shut me up. But I think that if he wins the Academy Award it will be for a cumulation of his work both as the Joker in TDK and Ennis Del Mar in Brokeback Mountain. What a terrible loss. He was so magical.
Heath should already have an Oscar and be in the running for a second.
Coming from the U.K I rarely pay much heed to them, but I was incensed by the BBM snub. I suspect behind the ridiculous vote, sat a group of duffers from the old guard clucking like hens and muttering , Oh dear me no, can't possibly hand out Oscars to a man acting as a closeted gay.
TDK is another matter, half the silly old codgers are probably still reading their comics tucked inside penthouse tucked inside The New York times. Muttering , now that's what real men should be like.
Both performances from Heath were IMHO quite remarkable. Heath vanished and two entirely different people emerged. Now that is what I call acting. To suspend someones belief, and draw them almost irrevocably into a new and for many never to be experienced world.The difference with Ennis and the joker, was Ennis left a very long lasting impression.He also literally changed people's lives. How many of us can honestly say that even a good friend has made a lasting and haunting impression on our lives.
I wish for an Oscar for him, not out of sympathy, but in recognition of a man who was truly unsurpassed in his craft. I grieve for all those glorious cinematic moments which will now, never come to pass. I weep for a daughter who may never know how amazing and loving her father was. Indeed how very much he doted on her. There is undoubtedly a special bond between father and daughter.That bond was iredescent in the pictures of Heath and Matilda. I hope it does not break her heart, when she is older and comes to understand what she has missed.
Most of all I grieve for a man, gone way too soon. Leaving a hole, which like the Dutch boy(in the story ) with his finger in the Dyke, is impossible to plug completely.If I am honest, I grieve for myself too. My anniversary of reading the s.s coincides with leaving England and Mr. 12 years behind. I don't think I ever mentioned that it was he who gave me the story to read. His brother is gay, and told him all about the story. Mr. 12 fell in love with it and quite rightly deduced that so would I. It is one of life's regrets that I never got to watch it with him and his brother.
However as one door closes another opens, so I ad the joy and privilege to watch it with Mandy and again with all the Brokies at the Florida gathering.