Clint Eastwood's heart may have been in the right place, when he accepted the invitation to speak at the Republican National Convention, Thursday (Aug. 30), but his mind was clearly somewhere else. Possibly at home with his daughters telling a story about "the good old days," because from the sounds of it, that's exactly what he thought he was doing.
Rather than firing up the crowd for Mitt Romney's acceptance speech, Eastwood confused and amused all while his chair (holding an invisible President Obama) taunted him in the distance.
The 82-year-old stopped in the middle of his speech several times, and turned to hold an intimate conversation with the chair, eliciting more nervous laughter from the audience. At one point, he slammed Obama for being a lawyer, apparently forgetting that Romney also went to Harvard Law School.
"I never thought it was a good idea for attorneys to be presidents anyway. I think it's maybe time for, maybe a uh, business man, how about that? A stellar business man. Quote on quote 'a stellar businessman,'" Eastwood rambled.
Although he was met with cheers (again, from utter confusion), veteran news anchor Brian Williams was powerless against the looming awkwardness and broke into a short but heartfelt chuckle just before offering commentary on the speech. "I'm reminded that he starred in The Good, the Bad and the Ugly, and I think people will find parts of all three to talk about," Williams said.
After that speech one thing is clear: Mr. Eastwood has no idea where he is, or what's going on in America.
"After that speech one thing is clear: Mr. Eastwood has no idea where he is, or what's going on in America. Also, he looked pretty sleepy."
There's a big difference in critisizing this mans life, and living it yourself. Lets see you muster over 60yrs of movie and tv entertainment under your belt, and mayor of a city...then, if you live that long, at 82yrs, stand before millions in this world, and give a perfect, flawless speech that everyones going to love...try it, then talk! PISHER!
You told me to go do your footwork/Stepin Fetchit.
No,I told you to do your OWN footwork,slave.
This ain't your family you are dealing with so you can't get away with the nonsense you get away with when dealing with double-digit IQ relatives who think you are clever because the first number of your IQ score is a 7.
Clint's gag-writers needed to mine the Eastwood oeuvre for better material. Instead of traipsing down the fundamental "make my day" or "lucky punk" path, why not channel the Man with No Name and remind Mitt that, "Two-hundred-thousand-dollars a year is a lot of money. You're going to have to earn it." Clint also blew a golden opportunity to pay tribute to The Gauntlet's Ben Shockley and tip his hat to George W. Bush simply by squinting and hissing, "I didn't do jack shit."
If the ex-mayor wants to toss back a few Coor's with his buddies in Carmel, that's one thing. You want me to come out and say it, Clint? You need to be more like Marty and keep your nose out of politics! You know what you should do? Try a little more directing and a little less prop-comedy and you won't come off looking like a doddering old coot on national TV! You understand, you wacko? You're cracking up!
You're paid to pretend. Stay the hell out of politics. The same goes for Clooney, Streisand, Redford, and any number of liberal celebs likely to make an un-billed cameo at the upcoming DNC. If we learned anything from Ronald Reagan, it's that acting and politics don't mix.
