Hollywood actress Brittany Murphy died towards the end of last year, which was actually really sad news. She played some decent characters and was, in my esteemed opinion as someone who's reviewed many a film, a good actress.
To clarify; by ?many? I mean more than one. And by ?reviewed? I mean ask questions all the way through so I can say at the end that I didn't get it or that it was a bit boring.
But whatever, we can't all be Jonathan Ross. Russell Brand?s rectum isn't big enough for us all to fit in, for a start. Point is, it's sad, alright?
The recent autopsy report, carried out by the Los Angeles County coroner’s office, revealed that the cause of Brittany?s death was pneumonia, iron deficiency anaemia and ?multiple drug intoxication?.
But, as so often seems to be the case with celebs these days, we're not talking about any ?fun? stuff here, kids. Like Michael Jackson and Heath Ledger and Anna Nicole Smith, Brittany’s death wasn’t down to crack or coke, ketamine or ecstasy, just prescription drugs.
Who remembers the good old days when celebs used to get properly fucked up on all sorts of illegal intoxications before popping their clogs? Nowadays all it takes is a sprained toe, a trip to the GP and, hey presto, you're hooked on prescription painkillers.
Far be it from me to suggest, but perhaps the docs should hold back on writing out prescriptions for legal heroin, or whatever it is they prescribe that celebrities seem to eat like Skittles.
Don't get me wrong, I can completely sympathise with having an addiction. We've all been there: on the sofa, a fishy smell emanating from our fingers, weeping bitter, crumb-filled tears into our THIRD packet of scampi fries, and yet unable to stop ourselves finishing the bag.
But really, what's wrong with a couple of Anadin and a nice hot water bottle if you've got a boo-boo? You can even take some Nurofen too, if you've got a really bad poorly. But no aspirin, that's taking things too far. And no, you can't have any more paracetamol yet, and? Oi! Doherty! Hands off the Night Nurse! And Winehouse, you can remove that Vicks Inhaler from there RIGHT now!
Jeez, you give an inch.
This was a guest blog by the wondrous Leah Kayles from Smellmycheese.
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Sarah says
Michael Jackson’s death certificate and autopsy report.
http://www.aolcdn.com/tmz_documents/0901_mj_dcert.pdf
http://tmz.vo.llnwd.net/o28/newsdesk/tmz_documents/0208_mj_case_report_wm.pdf
“Like Michael Jackson and Heath Ledger and Anna Nicole Smith, Brittany
Mark says
I haven’t heard or read any report from the coroner stating that
Brittany Murphy had a drug addiction.Multiple drug intoxication
could refer to two or more prescription drugs interacting to produce
life threatening or lethal results.Brittany Murphy may not have been warned or was unaware that the combination of certain prescription
drugs was dangerous.What ever the final report on her death states;
Shouldn’t all these wannabe journalists wait for the final toxicology report before speculating and trashing the reputation of someone who is no longer here to defend herself?
Leah says
I don’t actually say that Brittany Murphy had a drug addiction, I just imply it in a roundabout sort of a way. But it’s obviously all intended to be tongue in cheek.
And as for “wannabe journalist”, I’m far too lazy and old for that and am quite happy to be a media type who occasionally writes blogs, thanks. :)
Tom J says
Couldn’t agree more. I see all these tragic deaths due to crap like Vicodin and Percocet and I can’t help but think “what a terrible shame that you’re all such GOD-DAMN PUSSY LIGHTWEIGHTS”.
I remember a time when celebritites could hold their drugs. It was a better time, when the term “drugs” didn’t refer to glorified paracetamol.