RICHARD GERE’S EYES APPEAR TO BE COLLAPSING INTO THEMSELVES. UNLIKE MOST AGING MALE MODELS THOUGH, HE’S MANAGED TO GRACEFULLY SLIP INTO VARIOUS ROLES THAT FOCUS LITTLE ON HIS FEATURES. HIS ROLE IN THE HOAX, AS CLIFFORD IRVING, THE CON-MAN WRITER WHO PENNED AN UNAUTHORIZED BIOGRAPHY OF O.C.D. FREAK, HOWARD HUGHES, IS ONE SUCH EXAMPLE. RICHARD GERE’S COME A LONG WAY SINCE ACCEPTING ANY ROLE THAT EITHER INVOLVED HIM PLAYING A WHORE OR PAYING FOR ONE. (SEE AMERICAN GIGALO AND THAT MOVIE WITH THE CHICK THAT HAS A MOUTH FOR A HEAD AND NEVER TAKES HER CLOTHES OFF,THOUGH SHE’S A STREET PROSTITUTE). HAHAHHAHA. REMEMBER THAT SCENE WHERE GERE SNAPS THE NECKLACE CASE ON JULIA ROBERT'S HAND AND THEY BOTH GIGGLE. THAT WAS CUTE. RIDICULOUS, BUT CUTE. LAST TIME I INVITED SOME SKANK OF THE STREET TO MY HOTEL ROOM I HAD TO EXIT VIA THE BALCONEY TO HIDE THE MURDER WEAPON IN TIME. I GUESS THAT SCENARIO WAS A LITTLE TO REAL FOR HOLLYWOOD. IT’S TOUGH TO GET A PG-13 RATING ON A FILM TITLED: DEAD HOOKER, SCARED BANKER. ANYWHO, ALWAYS TRUE TO HIS MEDIOCRE ACTING ABILITIES, RICHARD GERE STILL MANAGES TO ENTERTAIN IN THIS SATIRICAL DRAMEDY ABOUT LIES, WIVES, AND NO-TALENT ASSHOLES TRYING TO MAKE A BUCK. FEEL FREE TO RENT THIS WITHOUT REPROCUSSIONS.
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