I mean, besides the ginormously unattractive character he played in Sin City... which I always assumed was due the pounds and pounds of make up and/or special effects, I always kind of had the opinion that the Mickster was VERY sexy.
True, he was more sleazy sexy than anything any other kind of sexy... I suppose that was due to the kinds of characters he played... But come one. 9 1/2 Weeks? Classic soft porn. When you are a horny teenage girl and your parents have the lameass Canadian version of HBO, so lame that I can't even remember what it was called... except that it was the first place where I saw Inspector Gadget and I frigging loved that cartoon.
So much so that I went as Inspector Gadget one year for Halloween in university. And although there were a couple of problems with the costume... namely that in my younger days I used to look a lot like Scully from the X-Files and it just so happened that it was also the heyday of the X-Files so everyone thought I was Scully and not Inspector Gadget... AND, also, here is some advice for all you kids out there... wearing go-go Gadget roller skates out to a night club and then proceeding to get hooped? Kind of not the best idea ever. I consider myself lucky to be alive. Live and learn as I always say...
Oh jeez... tangents. All I can think of now is trying to remember the name of that cable channel. Anyway, so moving on from Inspector Gadget. Go-Go Gadget Time Machine... Although not entirely sure, I imagine it must have been at least a few years later that my loins awakened and ta-da... 9 1/2 Weeks.
So, to make a long story short which is absolutely impossible for me I know... Dude, what the hell happened to Mickey Rourke?
Bea "Go-go Gadget Short Term Memory" Petty
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