Be like Mike?
Not for Danny Glover. Be like Mel is more apt.
Exactly one week ago today, Danny Glover's "The Passion of The Mentos", and ode to the tangy european candy, was released to critical disgust.
"For someone to do this", said one of many harsh reviewers, "is just plain sick. Especially someone who was supposedly my friend! (Mel) Gibson went against all odds to make a movie he believed in, whether right or wrong, and in an instant it's all been brushed aside for this horrific, insulting junk."
Oddly, even with all the negative press, "Mentos" crushed all new releases, including Glover's Lethal Weapon co-star Mel Gibson's own "Passion".
"The people know what they want, even if the critics can't stand it." says a humble Glover, waiting in his unassuming SUV for his son to finish Lacrosse practice. "I just wish these reviewers would just look deep inside themselves", says Glover. "If they did, I just know they'd see candy can solve the world's problems."
Asked what he means by that, Glover responds "Did you know that the L.A. Riots of the 60's were stopped when a giant Whatchamicalit bar was dropped from the sky? And WWII was put to an end not 20 minutes after a small Englishman on a tricycle rode through Berlin tossing out Bit O' Honey's to troops!"
Glover suddenly started honking his horn at an elderly hispanic couple. "Hey, Marcus! Come on on! We've got to get home in time for A-Team!"
Unfortunately, Glover has episodes like this.
His son Marcus is 31 and lives in Michigan.
When brought up, Glover denies there is anything wrong with him. "Oh Doctors," claims Glover, "they're good for nothin'. They give you more diseases than they can cure you of, that's for sure.
Glover then hopped out of his vehicle, grabbed a squirrel, screamed "Let's go Marcus!" and sped down Santa Monica Blvd.
