Wetsday Says Good Riddance to A Former Favorite

Oh, Mel, why’d you have to turn out to be batsh*t crazy? I have been absolutely nuts about you ever since Gallipoli. It was one of the worst dates of my young life, way back in 1981, but while ignoring the person my friend (?) thought I should go out with, I discovered you. Had to go back and watch Mad Max, even though post-apocalyptic negative utopias are not generally my cuppa tea. But it was lurrve!
Every movie you made, I was there opening week. And, Mel, we had some good times. The Lethal Weapons, The Bounty, Air America, Bird On A Wire. How utterly gorgeous you were, you Australian devil, you.
And then, starting with Braveheart, you weren’t just pretty. You were really creative. You started branching out into producing and directing. Now, some of your ideas were getting into the kinda crazy, like everybody in a film speaking Mayan or Ancient Aramaic. But it was kinda cool crazy.
And you made The Patriot, the movie which will stand forever as the meeting of three of the best looking actors in film history. Dang, you, Jason Isaacs, and that young pup Heath Ledger, all together. Just about made my head explode.
And it was wonderful, knowing that you were a person of faith, happily married to the woman who was with you before you made it big. Obviously, you weren’t just a pretty face.
But you know what, Mel? You aren’t even pretty anymore. That picture of you after the DUI arrest? Ok, it wasn’t as bad as Nick Nolte’s, but it was close. And then the rants about various ethnic groups, and the leaving Robyn for some Russian stick insect with big hair. I stopped admitting how many of your movies I had on my video shelf. You were a guilty pleasure I couldn’t admit I still craved.
But you have stepped over the line. This is the end. There are just some things we as women cannot tolerate. No, I was Team Robyn all the way, but that doesn’t mean you can treat Oksana like that.
So today’s gentlemen are a salute to those fine actors who have appeared as your enemies. From now on, I am cheering for the English during Braveheart and The Patriot. I am gonna hope for an alternate ending where Murtaugh gets fed up and shoots Riggs. (BTW, why don’t you share some of your interesting views with Danny Glover? I’m sure he’d understand). I hope Captain Bligh throws you overboard.
So here they are, my new favorites, the Anti-Gibson League:

Bad-urday Oct 3, 2009 Edition

Our Bad-urday boy, Birthday boy (tomorrow, he’ll be 42) is Liev Schreiber. He is one of our most versatile American Actors. I adore him. I’ve even met him and have his picture with me hanging on the wall in my conference roomliev and meisn’t he cute?  He was in a play called “Talk Radio” and it was pretty  much a one man show.  He was awesome.  

He played in X Men as Sabretooth and Victor Creed-  his chops were even cute (and everyone knows how I hate mutton chops on a man) wolverine41

He played in the Painted Veil as the cad that had an affair with the leading lady and when she told her husband she wanted a divorce to be with him, he dumped her. OOOH, but he looked good while he did it. 

 Liev played recently in Taking Woodstock as a transvestite ex-marine.   He actually looked good in the dress.   What legs! 

 Who could forget him in Defiance?  I don’t camp (roughing it for me is the Wingate as opposed to the Marriott) but I’d hang out in the woods with him any day.  liev-schreiber-shirtless-08liev-schreiber

Yes.  I know I’m supposed to be blogging about him being bad.  He was really bad when he played on CSI for four episodes a couple of years ago.  He was the fox in the henhouse, so to speak.  He worked in the lab but he was the murderer.   Cool, huh?  AND look how great our birthday boy looks in his surf shorts (and check out the legs!)   Happy Birthday, Liev.

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