Mankind, Mick Foley, Cactus Jack - is the most intriguing wrestler of all time.
In fact if there was ever a wrestler who transcended the entertainment-glitz of world wide web of wrestling it was Mankind.
There was nothing pretty about him.
He didn't become Hollywood, he didn't become a governor, he just represented everything good, bad, and ugly about the sport.
He represented the darkest part of all of us, the most fragile, the most honest, the most beautiful.
And this is not hyperbole.
Before there was Heath Ledger's Joker, there was Mick Foley's Mankind.
Watch this two-part promotional video and tell me it isn't the truth.
Tell me there isn't more about life, about meanness, about childhood, about dreams, about drive, about the human condition in these 13 minutes than in an entire year at college.
Tell me "What makes a man love pain so much...that he willingly mutilates his own body?"
No worries my friend. If this weekend ends and you are still under a rock and haven't seen The Dark Knight, I'm not gonna spoil it for you. Word to the honor code.
- I'm usually that dude laughing at people who clap during movies. What's the purpose of this anyway? It's not real theatre, and none of the cats that made the film can hear you.
- The Joker is now on my list of most terrifying villains I've ever witnessed. (This list is worthy of a post...stay tuned)
- I grew up a Superman fan and would always go to bat for him when people tried to say "Batman" was better. But you know what? This film may have confirmed my switched allegiances. Clark Kent is a bit too soft and his villains too corny to compete with Gotham's finest.
