MEL GIBSON: Cute, Crazy, Catholic

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The other night I watched Mel Gibson’s Apocalypto, which is a film about Mayan civilisation and not, as I had previously thought, Mel’s last trip to the pub.

It was an adrenaline-fuelled action adventure only slightly compromised by the fact that you couldn’t understand the garbled nonsensical language. The film was also very good.

Apocalypto continues the long and proud tradition of Mel Gibson making the same film about Jesus over and over again but making Him wear different costumes - on the proviso that none of them involves pants.

Because the thing is that Mel Gibson loves Jesus very much and if you or I were able to ask Jesus He would say the same thing about Mel.

Of course we can’t ask Jesus because only Mel knows how to get hold of Him but you get the idea.

Mel is a member of a very strict group of Catholics who think that the Vatican is run by left-wing pinkos - which many of us have long suspected - and that saying Mass in Latin is a cop out when you could be doing it in Aramaic.

And there are also more attractive features of Mel’s religion, such as being allowed to have a string of drug and alcohol-fuelled sexual encounters.*

But perhaps the most important moral value of Traditionalist Catholics is their commitment to family, which is why Gibson’s sons are hiring lawyers to shore up their inheritance now that their dad has a new kid.

Gibson, meanwhile, is preoccupied with his new girlfriend Oksana Grigorieva, who until recently was best known as the only woman to admit to liking Timothy Dalton.

Mel has shacked up with Oksana and is divorcing his wife Robyn in a move that has shocked millions, especially the previous 138 mistresses he promised he would leave his wife for.

But Mel has decided that he prefers Oksana, referred to in the tabloids as a “Russian beauty”, over Robyn, referred to in the tabloids as a “dental nurse”.

Previously it had been thought that Mel Gibson did not believe in divorce, however it appears his position has changed now that he has been given hard evidence of its existence.

Nonetheless, Mel remains as devout as ever and recently made a surprise visit to the Eastern Catholic Church Bishop Conference in St Louis, where he told them: “Keep me in your prayers; I’m going through a bad time in my life.”

While this is usually a sign that someone’s Twitter updates are about to become a lot more interesting,+ Gibson disappointed the assembled clergy by simply asking a lot of questions about which Greek dialect they used.

This compared most unfavourably to his previous surprise public appearance, an action-packed tirade about “f…ing Jews” that was made no less entertaining by the fact it was delivered to a Jewish policeman.

Then in an unexpected move, he came forward and admitted he had a problem with alcohol, when most people were more concerned he had a problem with the holocaust.

Yet it is to Gibson’s great credit that he has not only offered the community such revelrous outbursts of insanity in his spare time but that he has also devoted much of his career to it as well.

As someone recently observed to me, it’s not a Gibson film unless someone gets disembowelled - although unfortunately this person is often the director.

For it is a sad truth that many people in the non-racist, non-sexist and non-homophobic community cannot see past Mel’s Aryan quirks to the courage and heroism contained in much of his work. Indeed to live in Malibu and be not only anti-Semitic but also a cigarette smoker is an act of almost indescribable bravery.

Yes, there is something warm and reassuring about the fact that Mel is completely insane and likes making torture films, just as there is about Russell Crowe perpetually bulking up for a character who only weighs 80 kilos in the book version.

Because if Mel Gibson wasn’t a bit off the planet then Apocalypto would never have been made, Oksana would never have gotten pregnant and Robyn would never have finally dumped that crazy son of a bitch.

*This is much the same as the conventional Catholic church except that there are women involved.

+See Wil Anderson, Ashton Kutcher and Mariah “I’m in a happy place” Carey.

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About the Author

Joe Hildebrand spent his formative years in the outer suburbs trying to work up the courage to ask Leanne Hrubos to go out with him. He never did. Read his blog at the Daily Telegraph