tipou's latest rant - be warned (2)
Jul 31, 2010 15:45:20 GMT
Post by tipou on Jul 31, 2010 15:45:20 GMT
ok, you people have been spared by the big post disaster, and never will have to hear again about my electronic bad luck of late.
but there is another subject that i now NEED to tackle right here, among movie loving people who, i hope, will understand my frustration.
about... oh... more years than i care to admit, i started noticing a young actor with crazy blue eyes, and i thought, ohmygod this is one heck of a talent there.
and, believe me, it needed a desperately-looking-for-good-acting person to notice any talent in "lethal weapon".
ah yeah.... the famous "will i shoot myself" scene in "lethal weapon", where, weeping ugly, like only a man can, over the picture of his dead wife, mel gibson toys with the very shiny and very clean bullet he keeps for such a moment of despair, when he will make the decision to rejoin his love in hereafter.
(nasty comment here: this scene, in retrospect, is quite sarcastic, given mel's present situation. the scene that revealed him to the world is now playing out in his personal life, in a way. nasty comment over.)
zeffirelli said that is the scene that prompted him to want gibson for his hamlet. perhaps the earlier nude backside glimpse of the cutie pie had something to do with the choice too (tee hee hee), but, anyway, the ultimate inner-conflicting actor had his go at the ultimate inner-conflicting role of all time.
and he could pull it. despite all the sneers from despising co-stars, his "to be or not to be", his very shady relationship with his glenn close mother, his total disregard of his helena bonham-carter ophelia, all this you bought, in spades.
he ripped my heart out in "gallipolli", perhaps his finest performance ever, an unsung anthology piece of acting if ever there was one.
he made me go "awwwwwww" despite myself in silly "tim".
he made me swoon in "tequila sunrise".
so many unbeleivable performances: the year of living dangerously, mrs. soffel, the river. even as mad max, he was totally fascinating (at least in the first two movies).
all of this fine work, that would have made any given actor a direct pass to oscars and public love forever, all along was hidden somehow by... those eyes.
too magnetic, too beautiful. and too... troubled. there was something hidden there, lurking, always, and you knew it was not pretty. and he did too.
so something happened around the beginning of the 90's. mel started to wear "personality sunglasses".
somehow he never sounded or looked "real" after that period. even is better work of that period - and there are not too many, acting-wise - is tainted by ... something.
his first movie as a director was a sound choice for the epic-driven new director. despite the fact that he certainly has the means to start with a big bang, he chooses a simple, emotion-filled story set in his native new-england, based on the book"the man without a face" by isabelle holland.
so i said "YESSSS".
but the movie left me ... ill at ease to say the least. not that its not good, its excellent. not that he is not good in it, he is perfect.
but the directorial choice of taking a homosexual story and turn it, somehow, into an homophobic story, stunned me. i had thought: what a brave thing to tackle, a positive gay role model... ahhh, no. he chose to make it into a victim, unjustly chased around by the mob and hounded out of his life.
weird. but that may be how he felt, somehow, during all of his acting career. "they will get me, so i must run, and hide."
and yeah, i like "braveheart". it was totally mind-blowing. but there was one thing in it i did not like. surprisingly, it was mel himself. totally out of character, not believable in the least, 20 years too old for the role. years and years later, i read here in this message board that rufus sewell had read for the part, and i wanted to tear my hair out. THAT would have been a totally different - and perfect - movie.
to be honest, the last movie i saw of mel's was "the passion of christ", and it left me cold. i remember thinking, get help, mel, sort things out. and then come back.
i dont know what happened. his inner demons got out. it is just a mess.
he was the finest actor of them all. a promising director. the ultimate golden boy.
a mess.
i am not going to comment on those things happening in his life, no one seems to know the truth about it all, a situation about which i am not really eager to know more.
all i know is, we seemed to have lost a great movie icon without ever truly realizing we had him.
the son of a close friend is now starting a movie career here in quebec. look out for him, his name is Julien Lemire, and i beleive he will go places. he is cute as a button.
and he has blue eyes. in fact, his first mug shot sent to agencies reminded me a lot of a young mel gibson. which alarmed me at first.
but hey... i know now he will be ok. in theater school, they forced him to look at those dreaded inner demons, to tackle and conquer them. there is no dark demon lurking behind those baby blues. i know, i have checked.
Julien will be ok. God save Mel.
end of this rant. thank you for bearing with me.
but there is another subject that i now NEED to tackle right here, among movie loving people who, i hope, will understand my frustration.
about... oh... more years than i care to admit, i started noticing a young actor with crazy blue eyes, and i thought, ohmygod this is one heck of a talent there.
and, believe me, it needed a desperately-looking-for-good-acting person to notice any talent in "lethal weapon".
ah yeah.... the famous "will i shoot myself" scene in "lethal weapon", where, weeping ugly, like only a man can, over the picture of his dead wife, mel gibson toys with the very shiny and very clean bullet he keeps for such a moment of despair, when he will make the decision to rejoin his love in hereafter.
(nasty comment here: this scene, in retrospect, is quite sarcastic, given mel's present situation. the scene that revealed him to the world is now playing out in his personal life, in a way. nasty comment over.)
zeffirelli said that is the scene that prompted him to want gibson for his hamlet. perhaps the earlier nude backside glimpse of the cutie pie had something to do with the choice too (tee hee hee), but, anyway, the ultimate inner-conflicting actor had his go at the ultimate inner-conflicting role of all time.
and he could pull it. despite all the sneers from despising co-stars, his "to be or not to be", his very shady relationship with his glenn close mother, his total disregard of his helena bonham-carter ophelia, all this you bought, in spades.
he ripped my heart out in "gallipolli", perhaps his finest performance ever, an unsung anthology piece of acting if ever there was one.
he made me go "awwwwwww" despite myself in silly "tim".
he made me swoon in "tequila sunrise".
so many unbeleivable performances: the year of living dangerously, mrs. soffel, the river. even as mad max, he was totally fascinating (at least in the first two movies).
all of this fine work, that would have made any given actor a direct pass to oscars and public love forever, all along was hidden somehow by... those eyes.
too magnetic, too beautiful. and too... troubled. there was something hidden there, lurking, always, and you knew it was not pretty. and he did too.
so something happened around the beginning of the 90's. mel started to wear "personality sunglasses".
somehow he never sounded or looked "real" after that period. even is better work of that period - and there are not too many, acting-wise - is tainted by ... something.
his first movie as a director was a sound choice for the epic-driven new director. despite the fact that he certainly has the means to start with a big bang, he chooses a simple, emotion-filled story set in his native new-england, based on the book"the man without a face" by isabelle holland.
so i said "YESSSS".
but the movie left me ... ill at ease to say the least. not that its not good, its excellent. not that he is not good in it, he is perfect.
but the directorial choice of taking a homosexual story and turn it, somehow, into an homophobic story, stunned me. i had thought: what a brave thing to tackle, a positive gay role model... ahhh, no. he chose to make it into a victim, unjustly chased around by the mob and hounded out of his life.
weird. but that may be how he felt, somehow, during all of his acting career. "they will get me, so i must run, and hide."
and yeah, i like "braveheart". it was totally mind-blowing. but there was one thing in it i did not like. surprisingly, it was mel himself. totally out of character, not believable in the least, 20 years too old for the role. years and years later, i read here in this message board that rufus sewell had read for the part, and i wanted to tear my hair out. THAT would have been a totally different - and perfect - movie.
to be honest, the last movie i saw of mel's was "the passion of christ", and it left me cold. i remember thinking, get help, mel, sort things out. and then come back.
i dont know what happened. his inner demons got out. it is just a mess.
he was the finest actor of them all. a promising director. the ultimate golden boy.
a mess.
i am not going to comment on those things happening in his life, no one seems to know the truth about it all, a situation about which i am not really eager to know more.
all i know is, we seemed to have lost a great movie icon without ever truly realizing we had him.
the son of a close friend is now starting a movie career here in quebec. look out for him, his name is Julien Lemire, and i beleive he will go places. he is cute as a button.
and he has blue eyes. in fact, his first mug shot sent to agencies reminded me a lot of a young mel gibson. which alarmed me at first.
but hey... i know now he will be ok. in theater school, they forced him to look at those dreaded inner demons, to tackle and conquer them. there is no dark demon lurking behind those baby blues. i know, i have checked.
Julien will be ok. God save Mel.
end of this rant. thank you for bearing with me.
