Llance? Holy crap. You're still alive?
Ledger is from my home town, Perth, most isolated city on the planet. His old high school is a 20 minute walk from where I am sitting.
Its likely that we could have met, as we apparently went to the same bars, although I don't remember him at all (unlike Hugh Jackman, who I remember as a waiter at a restaurant my wife and I used to frequent).
Ledger's death has come as quite a shock to our city. He was a local boy who made good on an international stage.
Over Christmas, Ledger was back in town, visiting family and friends. He was unmolested by local press. They recognised he was back in town for a holiday and left him alone. People here liked him. As a consequence he was able to go to the movies, hang out with friends, go to restaurant and cafes, and generally pretend he wasn't famous. So at least he had a nice Christmas before his death.
I feel a bit flat about it all. He had a daughter who he didn't see much of. When he was tracked by pararazzi in Sydney he kept giving them the finger to spoil their shots. When he was in Perth once year with Heather Graham, he took her to the speedway to watch the racecars. He seemed like a pretty down to earth guy.
