Brittany Murphy died of a heart attack this morning. She was just 32 years old. The New York Daily News writes:
She went into full cardiac arrest early Sunday and could not be revived.
The Los Angeles City Fire Department got a call from the home of Murphy’s husband Simon Monjack about 8 a.m.
She was taken to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, where she was pronounced dead on arrival.
It would be hard to describe Brittany’s behavior the past few years kindly. Increasingly odd choices took her life in a strange direction, and as far back as 2005 people were talking privately about an addiction to heroin and a sexual compulsion. It didn’t help when Ted Casablanca of E! Online wrote this thinly veiled blind item:
“If I were you, I wouldn’t invite Jordache Junky to your son’s bar mitzvah. She might lure him into a stairwell and do him. Now, don’t get me wrong, girlfriends. Most boys would be thrilled to get into J2’s prissy undies. I mean, she’s been in, like, a million movies, many of which young boys just worship.That’s why I can’t believe what she pulled at a Hollywood bash last week. Gulp. There’s no delicate way to put it, so here goes: J.J. banged a cater-waiter. And she didn’t take him home in a doggie bag. Nope, J.J. jumped this dude’s bones in the damn stairwell.”
Murphy was the spokesmodel for Jordache at the time. Jordache + heroin = Jordache Junky. Her legal team wrote a swift and long winded denial, even though she was never actually named in Casablancas post.
It’s not clear yet why a seemingly healthy 32-year-old would have a heart attack (drugs), but the previous rumors may give a hint (it was drugs). The details to come in the next few days will probably not be kind (drugs), so I chose to remember how good she was in things like ‘Sin City’ and as Luann on ‘King of the Drugs’.