Have you seen the TV commercial for “The Wrestler”... the one where the announcer says: “Witness the resurrection of Mickey Rourke”? What a strange tagline that is.
I haven’t seen “The Wrestler” yet, but I intend to. I used to be intrigued by Mickey Rourke’s acting (in films such as “The Pope of Greenwich Village” and “Angel Heart”), even though his style was self-conscious and mannered.
Then he went and became a professional boxer and a plastic-surgery addict. Oh well.
For me, Rourke was resurrected in the 2005 movie “Domino.” His performance was the only good thing in that piece of garbage.
Twenty-one years ago, Gene Siskel and Roger Ebert disagreed fiercely on “Barfly,” a film I remember enjoying. Their argument was all about Rourke’s acting choices.
Ebert got hot, boy. He was throwing long-ago bullshit in Siskel’s face like some kind of pissed-off wife. Watch: