Showing posts with label Mel Gibson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mel Gibson. Show all posts

Sunday, 11 July 2010

He's a lethal weapon

Better fire up that old copy of Air America, because it's going to be a while until Mel Gibson is back on the big screen to thrill us with his alpha-male japery. Throughout the eighties and nineties, Mel was the bemulleted bad boy who took no shit and could face off against the most intimidating villains with a swig of Jack Daniels, a flash of his buttocks and a gravelly laugh.

In fact, his two most successful franchises, Mad Max and Lethal Weapon, focused on marvelous Mel's tenuous grasp on his sanity as a major plot point. Now it seems that maybe those blockbuster roles weren't such a stretch for him.

Things all started going wrong for Mel in 2006 when he decided to get liquored up, hurl anti-semitic abuse at the police and introduce the phrase 'sugar tits' to the pop culture vernacular. He issued a few mea culpas and hoped that we'd all forget about his outburst. About the same time he separated from his wife (and mother of his seven kids), eventually divorcing three years later.

Coincidentally, this was about the same time that Mel revealed that he'd impregnated his Russian pianist girlfriend Oksana Grigorieva with baby number eight - setting a fine example to Catholics all over the world about adultery and wedlock. To no-one's great surprise, the happy couple had split up within six months of the baby's birth - leaving most fans to speculate that, at best, this ill-advised dalliance would cost Mel some hefty child maintenance.

Oksana might have been stupid enough to enter into a relationship with Mel in the first place, but at least she was smart enough to protect her interests. Knowing full well that a man of Mel's resources would assemble a crack legal team to pick apart any unsubstantiated claims, she bought herself a tape recorder when the cracks began to show.

And what cracks. It turns out that Gibbo has a ugly side that would make Bernard Manning spin in his ample grave like a rotisserie chicken. The recently released tapes show Mel unleashing a torrent of hateful, racist and borderline surreal abuse at the mother of his youngest child.

He even responds to Oksana's question "What kind of man is that who would hit a woman when she is holding a child in her hands, hitting her twice in the face?" with "You know what, you fucking deserved it." Bet that isn't in the deleted scenes of 'What Women Want'.

This would ordinarily be one of those times when the great and the good would rally around to support their friends. So it's pretty telling that days before the tapes went public, Mel was dropped by his agency William Morris Endeavor Entertainment.

Nothing says 'guilty' like a management team that can't be bothered to defend their client, which means that this is one battle Mad Mel is gonna have to fight alone.

His Air America co-star Robert Downey Jr managed to battle his own demons and emerge from the ashes as one of Hollywood's favourite leading men. But at least most of the damage he caused was self-inflicted. After this latest debacle, I doubt whether Braveheart has what it takes to rally the troops again.

Tuesday, 26 May 2009

The Bible according to Mel

Who remembers 9-to-5, starring Dolly Parton, Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin? In it, the three women gang up to take revenge against their boss, played by Dabney Coleman, who they labelled a 'sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot'. Which brings me, none-too-subtly, to the original Mad Max.

Mel Gibson, the one-time king of Hollywood (often incorrectly labelled as Australian, when in fact he was born in the US) has, in recent years, withdrawn from the silver screen. These days, he spends most of his time behind the camera, unless it's mounted in a police station for the sole purpose of taking mugshots.

He's been in the news lately, althought thankfully this time it wasn't for unleashing a torrent of anti-semitic bile at the police. He's been proudly announcing that his girlfriend, Russian singer Oksana Grigorieva, is pregnant with his eighth child. It's highly likely that this is the kind of 'irreconcilable difference' that his wife Robyn had in mind when she filed for divorce last month.

Now I'm not one to judge (much), but my issue here is with Mel's hypocrisy. In sharing his Aramaic-language slasher movie with the world (and pocketing an extraordinary amount of money in the process) he made a very public statement about his Catholic faith. So I'm curious as to how Mel reconciles his adultery with his religion. Or, for that matter, the fact that he recently settled a lawsuit with the writer of 'Passion of the Christ' who accepted a far lower salary than he would normally claim, based on Mel's substantial understatement of the film's budget. None of these things strike me as being particularly Christian qualities.

Since Robyn and Mel have been married for 28 years, she's apparently entitled to half of his £600 million fortune. The more I learn about Mel, the more I reckon that she's earned every penny.