Heath Ledger coverage from NYC:
Paul Brown of the NYC Police Department has confirmed that Heath Ledger was found naked and on the bed of his SOHO apartment. A makeshift memorial has been put up outside of his apartment by fans who are still lingering. If I can get pictures of the memorial I will if it isn’t cleared by the morning.
In Boerum Hill, Brooklyn, where Heath Ledger and Michelle Williams lived before they split up in August 2007, fans are also reacting. Most are commenting on how much his little girl Matilda Rose seemed to give him joy. Heath and Michelle had been fixtures in their neighborhood. They were often seen with their little girl playing in the park and had moved in Brooklyn in an attempt to escape the paps though they still often hunted them down.
Heath Ledger, from what I had gathered meeting him and hearing him speak about his craft as an actor was a very private person. I have never met any actor that was more soft spoken or introverted. I think what some media outlets are jumping at, his “weirdness” in interviews was simply a bit of a quirky personality.
There is a lot of speculation about Heath’s drug use and past history of depression and hopefully we will get some kind of clear information. From what the media outlets are reporting, most are speculating that his death was an accidental overdose from a combination of both prescription and over the counter sleeping pills.
Fox 5 News also just ran a video of Heath’s body being removed from his apartment at 421 Broome. If you want to see it you can click here. It has been a bit of a zoo all day media wise.
Since the Beet is on vacation, I will be writing a bit hopefully giving more coverage to this very sad loss.
January 22, 2008 at 8:33 pm by EvilT
CNN Front Page is reporting that Heath Ledger has been found dead in a Manhattan Apartment.
FOX has now picked it up, police seem to think it may be drug related…
And now TMZ is on the scene saying pills were found all around him.
I’m going to update on the fly as much as possible… this is just terrible news. I really liked Heath.
Update: 2:15pm PST
Evidently he was still filming his new movie, The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus in NYC. Details aren’t really out as to whether this was an OD, or whether he had a drug problem. This article seems to indicate, that at least as of 2006, he didn’t have an IV drug use problem… but it’s hard to call this “hard evidence.”
The quote is compelling:
I’m sure drugs and alcohol would inspire new thoughts but it’s certainly not something that I use as a tool or a mechanism to create.
The FOX entertainment reporter is now talking about an interview with Heath he had for Brokeback Mountain where Ledger was drinking. Ummm… okay. That’s a reach in terms of relevance.
TMZ’s latest: The pills found were prescription.
Heath Ledger’s Soho apartment was owned by Mary Kate Olsen?? That’s just odd.
Now they are saying it might have actually been HER apartment…. and the NY Times has confirmed that it actually is her apartment. Wow. She’s in California but he was staying at her place.
The New York Times is saying “signs point to suicide.”
The Mary Kate story has now been refuted. Not sure how that one got started…
TMZ Is now confirming that Ledger had a substance abuse problem that he was trying to kick.
The fire department has confirmed that prescription sleeping pills were found.
Update: 2:45pm PST
CNN has Dr. Drew on the phone… he’s pointing out that prescription sleeping pills would be much more likely to be fatal.
Dr. Drew, who is really good, is pointing out how odd a non-violent suicide from a male is.
CNN is confirming that Heath was dating model Gemma Ward, pictured below:
Update: 3:45pm PST
They are sort of backing off the Ward story (saying he may have been dating her), and mentioned he was dating Lohan at some point.
An autopsy will be conducted on Wednesday.
Many people are coming forward now mentioning how odd Heath could be in interviews… but having conducted a few hundred interviews myself I think I can safely say most people in the business are a little off. It sort of goes with the territory, of existing in such a strange world.
I really hope Heath doesn’t get painted badly here. Yeah, he may have been depressed, but that’s not exactly rare in this day and age.
I mean, anyone who has to talk to strangers all day about their art is either 1) super extroverted or 2) a little sick of it.
Back to the story… Heath was found at 3:27pm EST by his housekeeper. She was waking him up as he had an appointment with a masseuse that had just arrived. He was found in the nude. They called 911 to no avail.
Update: 4:10pm PST
I wanted to wait until someone else thought it… and now Fox has. James Dean. Dean died at the age of 24. He was nominated for two Oscars. Heath was older… and with one Oscar. But he certainly had the sex appeal and talent. I don’t know that it makes sense to compare across generations, they obviously had a ton of differences – but I think people are struggling to put this in context.
My only thought is that we’ve lost a great, great actor. Here’s a nice piece on the range of Heath.
Update: 4:27pm PST
This is totally creepy… Michelle Williams is at Sundance right now promoting a film called Incendiary. The plot?
A woman’s life is torn apart when her husband and infant son are killed in a suicide bombing.
Ugh. My prayers and thoughts go out to this poor woman and her child. What a mess.
Update: 4:47pm PST
I have to tell you, this is the worst headline I’ve seen in quite some time:
Really, guys? Really? I’m as big a Batman fan as there is… but a man, a father no less, died today in tragic circumstances. The fourth paragraph is even worse:
The good news is that The Dark Knight has been shot and wrapped, so the impact of Ledgerâ€™s death on the movie will be minimal, other than a pall cast over the film in remembrance of a talented actor.
Umm, no. That’s not the “good news.” There ISN’T good news. You gotta be kidding me. The “impact” will be “minimal???” How can anyone really think that? We’re going to hear about this story for years. It’s going to be impossible to watch the film without thinking about Heath’s death.
Man, the internet is super idiotic at times like these. Even worse than the tele.
January 22, 2008 at 2:46 pm by Spiteful Lars
So then, Linds Lo gets home in this shot:
And then, here, some NEW BOY is seen with her.
I don’t hold out hope that this is a boyfriend or anything, it’s probably just a guy she met on the Craigslist “Casual Encounters” section.
We’ve all been there.
But if you know who it is, feel free to chime in.
To me it looks like Rob McEhenney of “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.”
In my heart I know it’s not… but still, let’s get that rumor going.
January 22, 2008 at 10:22 am by Spiteful Lars
I know you guys probably love him. That’s fine. I’m not judging you. But I hate Thomas Brady.
Just look at him. Here with Gisele, his girlfriend. Whatever, dude, that leather jacket makes you look like a member of the West Side Story Jets.
Evidently there was an awkward little moment between Gis, Tom, and Leo last night.
This happens to me all the time. See, I used to have this girlfriend who was nominated for multiple Oscars. But then I started dating this chick who is a tennis pro pulling down seven figures a year. You know how that goes. Then we’d occasionally all show up at the same Jiffy Lube to get our 2003 Hyundai Sonata worked on, including a new air filter, and it would be so very weird. It was like “So, how’s the acting going?” while my new girl toy practiced her backhand, pretending not to be infuriated with me.
But she was.
So yeah, anyway, I loathe this T-Brad guy.
January 22, 2008 at 9:38 am by Spiteful Lars
I don’t know how anyone walks around Park City given the subzero temperatures. I know Paris goes from Limo to club, then back again, but Ms. Barton probably hasn’t seen a limo in a few years. Poor girl.
Remember when she was all fired up to leave The O.C.? Those were the days. Now she’s off for shift work at the local International House of Pancakes.
January 22, 2008 at 7:41 am by Spiteful Lars
How are you? My name is Spiteful Lars. I’m hoping we can be friends.
I used to blog here quite often, back in the day, I think I even had like one person who liked my work. It was pretty nice. But then Beet yelled at me over my tenth Justin Guarini column in a row (I love him) and I said “I don’t need this anymore!!” I might have thrown a vase too. I don’t know, it was pretty heated and the Beet can be a lot to handle during a fight as she’s all teeth.
Anyway, she’s called me like every day since then, begging to have me back, even going so far as to send me a strip-o-gram and some smoked salmon. But I don’t easily forgive. That’s why I’m Spiteful.
Then last week she mentioned she wanted to take some time off and she was all “c’mon jerk-head, just do this ONE thing for me, you’ve been letting women down your whole life” and I had to nod my head (and how does she know about my love life??).
So I’m back!
Now, though we love each other Beet and I are very different. My goal this week is to make you smile, as if you were listening to a Lionel Richie song. I know that’s a HUGE goal, but that’s just how I do it. I was going to look for some of my previous Beet columns, to prove my cred, but I think some of them are so old they had headlines like “Listen Y’all, I really think Britney is going to figure this thing out on her own!” which is just beyond embarrassing at this point.
That’s all for now, I promise the next post will be gossipy, and quite possibly muy delicioso. I’m at the control panel and ready to rock.