Saturday, 4 April 2009
I remember a conversation with Robert Richardson, the Director of Photography on "Four Feathers": "Just make sure that the audience are able to look into Heath's eyes. They tell a story of ancient wisdom and all of humanity." Not an easy job for a DP when Heath would so easily break into an Australian crinkle and narrow his eyes, so that the point of light so carefully placed by the DP would search desperately for its subject! I used to tell Heath that he was an ancient soul in a youthful body and mind. That his struggle was between the ancient wisdom he carried in his soul and coming to terms with his youth.
That struggle showed and I - the 'brother from another mother' as he called me - embraced him at those moments.
I wish I was there to embrace him when he passed away. I was so close. But then, it was not meant to be.
Source: A friend remembers Heath Ledger on the one-year anniversary of his death, New York Daily News
Posted by Jackie at 07:17