Mickey Rourke Interview With Piers Morgan

Mickey Rourke on television, being interviewed by Piers Morgan (Is that really the guy’s name, why does self think she is mixing it up with some bank?)

Mickey looked like he had cleaned up quite a bit, he was in a brown jacket, with no discernible facial hair (except for the hair on top of his head).  Pierce asked him about his role in the new movie “Immortals,” which self quite liked (notwithstanding the fact that Eric D. Snider only gave it a “C”) Mickey said he had been very eager to work with the director, Tamranh Sing, and mentioned seeing a few “commercials,” which surprised self, because she hasn’t heard of anyone trying to woo a star like Mickey by showing him the work you do on commercials.

When Piers brought up the book by former model and former Mickey-wife Carree Otis, he uttered swear (bleep!) swear (bleep!)  Self remembers one word:  Narcissistic.  Basically, she was a money-grabbing b—-

Mickey’s next film is about a well-known Welsh soccer player who recently came out of the closet.  Well, apparently, they’re shooting a movie of the soccer player right now, and his role will be played by Mickey.

After parrying questions and mostly keeping his cool, self began to think that there was really nothing wrong with the Rourke brain matter.  Though sometimes she wondered how Piers could keep that grin pasted on his face.  Once Piers said, “We have to cut for a few minutes, cool things down a bit.”  Ha ha ha!  Was he expecting Mickey to belt him one?  Self thought Mickey was pretty funny.  No sooner did Piers say “Thank you” than Mickey immediately turned his back on the interviewer.  The look on his face was something like:  Get me the f___ out of here!

The clip ended before the camera could show Mickey actually stalking off.

They showed a brief clip from the movie “Immortals,” which, in retrospect, self is beginning to like more and more.  Unfortunately, the clip that was shown was from the lamest imaginable scene:  3/4 of it, Mickey is wearing a mask, and not even the cool one with sharp teeth surrounding his face.  Anyhoo, Theseus comes out and they have some sort of a parlay (or harsh exchange of words), and then Mickey very slowly removes his mask so that the whole audience can go:  IT IS HE!  Then, unbelievably, the clip ends.

The next Piers Morgan guest was Heidi Klum, and she was all about praising Piers and telling him how good he looked.  (Every time self has to type “Piers Morgan,” she thinks this has GOT to be the name of a bank!)

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

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