Hollyweird and Apocalypto: Can Jews Blackball Gibson?

The New York Times is beginning to cover real news out of Hollyweird, long run by aggressive secularist haters of religion and defenders of PC. Also well known to be dominated or at least influenced by Jews of the left-wing, pro-Marxist, pro-Arab, anti-Israel agenda variety. Himself Jewish, Michael Medved has long inveighed against these hypocrites, who have hardly raised a peep about Michael Richards' ten-minute diatribe on tape of his using the N-word. But Michael Richards is Jewish, and part of the liberal Hollyweird cabal, so this vicious hate-ranter gets a pass, though it's been seen on YouTube a million times. But Oprah's couch awaits Richards and absolution will follow. Roman Polanski did a brilliant set of movies, but all he did was child-molesting, so Roman is just a perv like many of the Academy Award voters.

But Richards and Polanski are just petty misdemeanors, oh yeah. Mark Foley e-mails an adult page and gets reamed. A DUI pullover at 3AM and Gibson saying bad things about Jews to a couple of cops! No record on video or tape-recorder. Just a police report. Omigod! Blackball him forever. He's a gentile, he's a gentile....ooooohhh [with apologies to Richards]. And he's a religious conservative! a religious conservative! OOhhhhhhhhhhh. You'll never eat lunch in this town again, Gibson, even though it's a police report and no one else heard it.

It appears the mighty Wurlitzer of the ultra-left secularist hacks who churn out garbage like "Deck the Halls" and "Happy Feet" full of hysterical agendas just can't stand the fact that Gibson has more cinematic talent than just about anyone else in the moral sewage septic swamp of Hollyweird.

Not that that will stop the Barbra Doll airhead left from spewing mis-spelled e-mails calling for a boycott of what may be the best film of the year. Let's see what the Arianna human-helicopter swirls up in her witless twit-list of twittering
natter-meisters. Or Nikki Finke in her poison-brain rant-a-thon.

Saner observers like Richard Schickel note:

"Gibson is a primitive all right, but so were Cecil B. DeMille and D. W. Griffith, and somehow we survived their idiocies."

Gibson as primitive gave the best Hamlet I've seen on film and directed Braveheart and Passion of the Christ. I'd call Gibson a realist and the human sewage in Hollyweird fever swamps hyperventilating over-sophisticated rubbish-lovers. Danny De Vito types who are so self-indulgent and solipsistic that they make the Capote of Philip Seymour Hoffmann's performance appear to be a philanthropist.

I give Gibson the same chance for an academy award nomination as I do Florida a chance to win the BCS over Ohio State. Slim to none.

But at least Gibson may have the best performance and performers, according to critics I respect---which don't include the Finke's of the Hollyweird galaxy of black holes.