My first exposure to the news of Heath Ledger’s death was through Warren Ellis’s Bad Signal, so whatever gamut of emotions my mind ran through on receiving the news, sorrow wasn’t exactly one of them. (You’ll know if you’ve read it.) It was vaguely unreal, and anyway, the only celebrity whose death I was truly saddened by was Douglas Adams.
But now, due to a confluence of circumstances*, I happened to look at Terry Gilliam’s Wikipedia entry,
and the Imaginarium entry,
On January 22, 2008, production of the film was disrupted following the sudden death of Heath Ledger in New York City. Variety reports that Ledger’s involvement had been a “key factor” in the film’s financing. By January 24, production was suspended indefinitely, with the contract clause force majeure freeing all parties of liability.
Okay. Now I’m depressed.
* Samit Basu is apparently writing a comic-book based on a Terry Gilliam project that was “too radical” to be filmed. My guess is The Defective Detective. So I went to the Gilliam page for information.