Last we checked in with our national nightmare incarnate, he was the star of more leaked tracks than a mixtape rapper. Radar Online has played DJ, soundtracking the end of Mel Gibson’s career with more firebreathing, huffing and puffing, free-associative, curse word verbal vomit than anyone thought possible, even from the man who brought us “Sugar Tits.” On one hand, it’s nice to believe that Gibson has been watching this unfold from behind his computer, constantly refreshing Radar to see which dirt they got this time (broken teeth?), blood boiling to the brink of an aneurysm. Or he’s just regressing: moving home to Australia with his ex-wife Robyn.
According to the Daily Mail, Gibson has sold one of his mansions, well under the asking price, and has put his California home on the market as well.
He has told friends that he will move back to Australia – where he grew up after moving from America when he was 12 – with his ex-wife Robyn, who still supports him.
A source close to the family said: ‘Oksana’s allegations have united Mel and Robyn and this move is her idea. She is shocked and furious at this woman’s lies and their seven children are shocked.’
In the early 19th century, parts of modern day Australia were used as a penal colony — a place to throw dirty, rotten criminals so they didn’t pollute Europe with their evil. So, sure Mel, take a trip. But America, in the early 21st century, is the Land of Comebacks; it must be addictive for a fallen celebrity to sit at home and plot his return, the redemption to follow. But as a team — meaning Mel, Robyn and us, the celeb-obsessed masses — let’s make this move permanent: we won’t buy, and he’ll show his face as little as his untamed ego will allow. All Vegemite, everything.
[Daily Mail via Mediaite]
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on July 18, 2010
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