(image copied copied copied from http://2.bp.blogspot.com...not sure what their policy is...but attribution accomplished)Ah...good ole conflicted Mel. First of all, we screwed up. We're not sure if we were still drunk on Braveheart, or if we had too many glasses of bubbly (actually, bottles of Labatt Blue), or if the two probationary members of Handsome Man were unduly influenced by its charter members, but we inducted William Wallace two years shy of his fiftieth birthday.
It's a good thing for him, too. The vote was tight as it was, as he only narrowly beat out Bruce Willis. Imagine we had to take into account all of his bearded weirdness and Hebrew hatin'. Sugar tits Mel may have been permanently outside looking in, a la Pete Rose.
Anyhoo...we near and around Buffalo, NY refuse to take O.J.'s name off the Ralph Wilson stadium hall of fame. So we don't think a little drunken hate-jewery (tom-foolery?) deserves such severe sanctions.
Anyway...Mel Mel Mel. He's damn handsome. He's got an accent. He twice played characters rebelling against oppressive English rule. He loves Jesus. He can grow a sweet Pepe Le Pew beard. And, he's slightly south of crazy. Oooo...dangerous and damn handsome.
Now let's get to that body of work. First of all, he was so bad ass in Braveheart that that alone garners consideration. Then, take into account the pre-Joe Pesci/Chris Rock/Rene Russo Lethal Weapons. Add a dash of paranoia, a sprinkle of Salinger (Conspiracy Theory), and a decent comedic game of cards (Maverick). He was good in early turns such as Gallipoli and The Year of Living Dangerously. He was Mad Max, for Alec Guiness' sake. Plus, Tequila Sunrise was pretty sweet. Dude's done it all, done it pretty well, and then directed.
He's in baby, and he's staying.
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