After seeing Heath Ledger in Brokeback Mountain, it seems to me that every other acting performance I’ve ever seen was contrived and somehow, not true. He has spoiled me for anyone else. Every step, look, and “grunt” he made drew me into a soul who’s pain and longing was as vast and overwhelming as the landscape in which he was a part. Dear Michelle, Damn girl. I got horny just reading you. Which is probably why I"m not going to slap Heath on the Freebie 5. Clearly he belongs to you. Just like Joaquin belongs to me.