Not surprisingly, Mickey Rourke is already apologizing for his recent, candid admission to Vulture that Passion Play may not be the coherent, compelling film you’d expect from a film involving a jazz hepcat rescuing a stripper-angel from a gangster. But as Vulture itself notes, unlike some other celebrities who have briefly allowed themselves one moment of honesty in an endless procession of scripted artificiality, then backtracked by blaming everyone but themselves, Rourke has completely owned up to calling the film “terrible,” which is admirable. Yet even though he admits he slighted writer-director Mitch Glazer’s “dream project” and smirked over co-star Megan Fox’s acting abilities, he hopes to make amends. Rourke says to Vulture:
"Hey, guys. When I talked to you, I was at a party. It was loud and crowded, I was in a shitty mood and I was trying to get rid of your reporter. Mitch is one of my best friends since we were kids. I loved working with him and would do it again tomorrow. I don't know why I said that stupid shit. I love Mitch, I love Megan. My bad."
In this case, of course, “at a party” is a perfectly reasonable excuse for Rourke speaking off the cuff, as is his open hostility toward showbiz reporters, as we are all admittedly vermin, rooting and scavenging for any scrap of sustenance dropped by creatures bigger than ourselves, and often infecting them in the process. So although we still think Passion Play really is terrible and Rourke knows it, this right here is how you do the celebrity mea culpa. (And it seems like 50 Cent will still have to wait for his apology.)
