Given Mel Gibson’s father’s tirades against Jews in the past, it is becoming apparent that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. His fading popularity obviously not being sufficient reason to consign him to the dustbin of history, now he adds bigotry to his resume. Drunkenness is no excuse – his guard was down, he said what he was thinking, and his apology, after this and the Passion of the Commi$$ion, sounds hollow and untrue. So, life imitates art.
Somewhere, a publicist is weeping, somewhere, a former star has no credibility. Not that any of them really do. Gibson’s life is beginning to take on all the glamorous cache of Bob Crane’s, except that the sexual perversion that Crane displayed is sad, embarassing, and ultimately not all that bad. At least Col. Hogan had the advantage of dying before his shocking behaviour came to light; all Gibson has to fall back on is a bottle.
It can truly be said that instead of having a career in free fall, he has managed to pick up enormous amounts of speed. Never mind the Road Warrior, Mel’s next role should be in a live action remake of ‘The Roadrunner‘, so the audience will be better able to accept and cheer the reality, as Wile E. Coyote (Played by Mel, of course), is launched from an Acme cannon aimed straight downward over the edge of a cliff. Instead of falling silently, however, Ol’ Mel can break character and shout anti-Semitic slogans on the way down. When he pops back up in the next scene, he can deliver his apology before falling over the cliff again. Metaphorically and artistically appropriate.
Unlike Wile E. Coyote (Suuuper Geeniuss) however, the audience won’t be rooting for the coyote. They will hope instead that he gets all the cactus-up-the-butt-style rewards that he so richly deserves.
Ultimately, I’m hoping a well-earned obscurity is one of them.
You know how I loves the celebs.