past mel

august 11, 2006

mel gibson, et al

mel gibson’s drunk-driving arrest and jz's 2004 column on the passions of the christ (copied and pasted on her blog) didn’t actually deter me from all things mel gibson. the mug shot had me asking questions not of his anti-semitic rant but whether or not he was the same mel gibson of the year of living dangerously, or let’s see, tequilla sunrise. when you were one of those studs heralded with the title sexiest man alive, would you feel obligated to live a lifestyle like brad pitt, look at the mirror every second of the day and still look stunning at 60? i’ve read paul newman makes sure sure his eyes are on their bluest blue when he makes public appearances. but who cares about looks when you’re already ancient, weak, feeble and incontinent? every one, except for princess diana and company, becomes wrinkled eventually. it should be that the kindness of our hearts should reflect our outside appearances. but that is not always true, it’s more of the other way around.

anyway, disney will still distribute apocalypto. and i haven’t seen an image of any of gibson’s seven kids, just to see if one of them has inherited dad’s bone structure. well, just like the rest of the voyeuristic world, i haven’t caught a glimpse of suri either (photo from fortunecity.com).