Mickey Rourke sets a fine example to all the young actors out there that you can be kind of a trainwreck, but still a helluva guy. Rourke recently visited the oncology department of a Russian hospital promoting a charity event for children with cancer. He brought with him a black Santa Claus (ballsy move in Russia) who may or may not have been Samuel L. Jackson (it's not Jackson, though I don't know why, that guy will show up anywhere). I can report to you exclusively that Mickey Rourke visiting little Russian kids with cancer is almost as cute as Mickey Rourke and his tiny dogs (that picture melts my heart every damn time).
I know it's a cliché move, but any celebrity who visits cancer kids is alright by me. How awkward would that be? "Hey kid, sorry about the cancer. Have you seen The Wrestler?"
Meanwhile, in the EnglishRussia account of the visit, they've got a picture of Rourke holding some sort of topless prostitute. What the hell is going on there? Is Russia just that much better at this whole make-a-wish thing? I think topless chicks might just be standard at any Russian event.
TRUE STORY ASIDE: I spent a weekend in St. Petersburg last summer, and on the first night, our guide took us to this clubby bar where really hot, model-y looking women kept climbing on top of the bar and taking their shirts off (like fully topless). It wasn't a strip club and no one was tipping them or anything or even paying them much attention. I kept trying to figure out what was going on, so I tapped our guide on the shoulder and asked, "Do they work here?" She just looked at me, shrugged, and said "I don't know," as if the question of why a hot girl would be dancing topless on the bar had never occurred to her.
[Pictures via EnglishRussia and DailyMail via Buzzfeed]
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That was Rourke’s visit to the “Buddy Check” area of the hosptial. Checking for lumps one breast at a time…
That topless chick makes perfect sense if the hospital slipped an extra comma into “photos: breast, cancer awareness” on Rourke’s itinerary.
That seems rather bright and pristine for what I’d imagine the inside of a Russian hospital to look like. I’d have pictured it more like the boiler room from A Nightmare on Elm Street.
Stinky Peet, that was hilarious. Man, the tron comments section looks like the comments sections in the rest of the internet, instead of the usual drunkards banter. Reminded me why I stopped reading the comments on any site besides this one.
The only thing that could make this story better is if the hospital was actually named “Prostitutes”
I went to St. Petersburg when I was a kid, a couple years after the fall of communism, and it only made me hate Russia even more than I already did (which was pretty substantially, I must admit). At that time the city was a mess, foreigners weren’t allowed out at night, and there were hordes of beggars on the streets who would swamp anybody with a few bread crumbs. Dead dogs lined the streets (no joke), and I even saw a bum throw up blood in a gutter, all the while trying to swig his vodka one last time (no joke). Even more pleasant was the local tradition of burning trash in the morning, which managed to scent the air for the rest of the day. The country was still Big Brotherly as well. I remember the sign up in our hotel room that read, “Taking towels is forbidden. 2 years in prison for theft of property”. People keep telling me Russia is much nicer now that Putin has fascisted the place up, but I’ll only go back there if I absolutely have to (i.e. mail-order-bride and/or Lebensraum).
I will say that I had a pretty fucking awesome time. I’m sure there are still high levels of shadiness going on, but I can’t say we ever experienced any of it while we were there.
Black Santa is gonna lay down the smack on those Russian ho-ho-honkies
For as cold as it is much of the year in Russia, they take their Spring Break nudity seriously
I’m calling shenanigans right f*cking now. Errybody knows Black People + Cold = [Does Not Compute]
That is a pimpin’ Santa suit though so maybe the equation works after all.
I’m disappointed at the lack of tiny dogs in these pictures. Stupid European customs agents and their live animal policies.
Santa’s not black. You have him confused with Jesus.
(How could would it have been for him to show up with Sam Jackson dressed as black Jesus? I’m not sure they could chart such levels of awesome.)
*”could” = “cool”. Dyslexics unite!
I’m sure there’s a part of Mickey Rourke that just tells him constantly “YOU OWN RUSSIA NOW”, I wish I could just hang out with topless women…that aren’t your mom.
“Keith Haring once gave me a “Russian Black Santa” in the 80s.” -Mark Mothersbaugh.
Somebody needs to tell Mickey that filming for ” The Wrestler ” ended and he can get out of makeup now.
“well have you seen 9 1/2 Weeks then? What kinda cancer this kid got?”