Top Gun is my favorite movie. Really. It's classic, like the Sound of Music and the Wizard of Oz. I love Top Gun. Hubby and I actually thought about naming our child Pete Mitchell had it been a boy. I still cry HUGE tears when Goose dies. Really. No, I'm serious. My shirt gets all wet from the tears streaming down my face. And Hubby was rather impressed when I took him by the house in Oceanside that was used as Kelly McGillis' (aka Charlie's) house in the movie. I saw Kenny Logins in concert the year Top Gun came out. He rocked. I love Top Gun.
Having professed my love for all things Top Gun, I must add, "Shut the fuck up, Tom Cruise."
A regimen of vitamins is not going to change the chemical imbalance in my brain. Zoloft does, thankfully. You are an actor. If I want a medical opinion, I do not go to the movies or watch an interview with you. I go to the movies to see pretty people like yourself act out an entertaining story that was written by someone else. You can't even use the lame line, "I'm not a doctor but I play one on TV." So stop with the judgmental (ha ha judge-MENTAL) bullshit when it comes to mental health. By the way, I DO take a multivitamin with my Zoloft.
And the whole nauseating woohoo-jumping-on-the-couch act on Oprah...annoying. I don't care who you are dating or divorcing or boinking, although I'm sure lots of people do. All I really kept thinking was, "Get off Oprah's couch, fool." You don't jump on people's furniture, especially with your shoes on, and especially not on Oprah's furniture. Were you raised in a barn?
So to summarize, Tom, here's what I'm asking from you:
1. shut the fuck up about mental health and medication
2. don't jump on Oprah's furniture
I still love Pete Mitchell.