Something... and Half of Something: Today's Lying Liar

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February 13, 2009

Today's Lying Liar

is political wanna be Val Kilmer, who is contemplating a run for governor of New Mexico and who dissed Vietnam Veterans while qualifying his experience in an interview with Esquire Magazine:

[Klosterman]: You mean you think you literally had the same experience as Doc Holliday?

Kilmer: Oh, sure. It's not like I believed that I shot somebody, but I absolutely know what it feels like to pull the trigger and take someone's life.

[Klosterman:] You understand how it feels to shoot someone as much as a person who has actually committed a murder?

[Kilmer] I understand it more. It's an actor's job. A guy who's lived through the horror of Vietnam has not spent his life preparing his mind for it. He's some punk. Most guys were borderline criminal or poor, and that's why they got sent to Vietnam. It was all the poor, wretched kids who got beat up by their dads, guys who didn't get on the football team, couldn't finagle a scholarship. They didn't have the emotional equipment to handle that experience. But this is what an actor trains to do. I can more effectively represent that kid in Vietnam than a guy who was there.

and then... he denied saying it...

"In response to the recently quoted interview regarding the Vietnam veterans:

I have read the interview and I certainly did not say those things.

The writer was elaborating and not able to accept the intent of empathy, and sympathy that an actor has for all human beings and the human condition.

My father served proudly in WW2 and I have never uttered a single word of disrespect to any armed servicemen anywhere ever.

I sincerely apologize for causing any discomfort to any vets and would not have pursued a line of thought that could have been turned into such an ugly version of a simple rule in acting.

You are justifiably offended, as I was when I read the supposed quotes.

I have travelled to Iraq, interviewed, and filmed on behalf of the men and women in the field and have met with some of our great retired generals. One of the greats that I had the privilege to know was Admiral Noel Gyler, a true hero, as was Colonel Gavin, whose family I was adopted by, and even asked to write his eulogy.

Sincerely,
Val Kilmer"

So. That's nice, except he did say those things. Oh yes, he most certainly did. You see, the entire interview, including his statement, has been tape recorded for prosperity...

The quotes attributed to Mr. Kilmer in Mr. Klosterman’s story are absolutely accurate. The interview was recorded and every quote used in the story was checked by our research department to insure that it was printed precisely as spoken.

It should be noted Mr. Kilmer did not dispute the validity of the quotations when the article was first published four years ago, nor did he dispute them when the article was reprinted in Mr. Klosterman’s fourth book, nor did he dispute them when the story appeared in Ira Glass’s anthology The New Kings of Nonfiction.

Sincerely,

David Granger
Editor in Chief
Esquire

Oh well. All that's left is the Shaggy Defense.

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked,
banging on the bathroom floor

How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

~ ~ ~

To be a true player you have to know how to play
If she say a night, convince her say a day
Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim
And you tell her baby no way

But she caught me on the counter
(It wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa
(It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower
(It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
(It wasn't me)

She saw the marks on my shoulder
(It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her
(It wasn't me)
Heard the scream get louder
(It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over

Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked,
banging on the bathroom floor

I had tried to keep her
From what she was about to see
Why should she believe me
When I told her it wasn't me

I don't think it worked for Shaggy either.

Fuck you Val Kilmer.

Posted by LindaSoG at February 13, 2009 01:15 PM


Comments

Outstanding Linda, you've exposed another ratbastard elitist for what they really are.
"Most guys were borderline criminal or poor, and that's why they got sent to Vietnam. It was all the poor, wretched kids who got beat up by their dads, guys who didn't get on the football team, couldn't finagle a scholarship. They didn't have the emotional equipment to handle that experience. Bullshit!!! Pardon my French Linda, but fuck that lowlife cocksucker, I spent a tour amongst the nations finest, the battalion that I was initially sent over in was comprised of mostly college kids, married men with children and each and every member was enlisted, we gave up our jobs as craftsmen, teachers and merchants, our schooling and our families, we served in that piece of shit Kilmer's place so he wouldn't have to. He never broke bread with a Marine or an infantryman under fire, he's never had the communists he so loves try to kill him personnally He was a 4 year old shitting yellow in that diaper, and the war was over by the time he was potty trained at 16. He can pretend all he fucking wants to about the horrors of war but he'll never experience it in his fucked up fantasy world. Fuck You Val Edward Kilmer!!! Apology unacceptable, you wretched fuck, go tell that to your Communist professors and teachers too. Fuck 'em All !!!

Posted by: Jack at February 13, 2009 10:05 PM


Asshole doesn't even begin to cover it.

Such is the insanity of method actors who actually believe that "training" teaches you to "experience" the reality of a situation. As if a few deep breaths and a bit of emotional projection can make you something you're not.

Yeah. Playing acting. Yelling out "take that copper" and rattling your machine gun at an actor in a uniform is a true "experience" especially when you know bullets aren't real and no one is dying and when the director yells cut, you all go out have a beer and smoke.

Here's a thought Val. How about if first you "act" like I shot you in the gut and then I really shoot you in the gut. Then you can compare the difference between training and reality, between acting and experience, between doing and pretending.

I'll just add my "fuck you" to the rest of the fuck yous that you so righteously deserve and I'll throw in a "go to hell asshole" as well, because you deserve that too.

Posted by: me-sarge at February 14, 2009 08:57 AM


Glad that I don't watch movies so I don't have to bother boycotting this ego-centric sub-moron.

Posted by: Kevin K. at February 15, 2009 12:17 PM


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