Heyyyyyyy! How did I miss this:
Everyone loses their shit on occasions, don’t they? Like, ‘Oh God, what demon possessed me to do that?’ … My wife gets to live with a variety of men. Some of them she likes, some of them she doesn’t. There are ones people like and others that they say, ‘Man we’re glad you’re finished with that project. You were an asshole.’
Check it: I hate to do this today, because I know that right now everyone’s in a total love affair with Christian Bale and his new take on Batman and all that, but I’ve found a unique opportunity to address something important to me and I thought I should take it.
Now while it’s probably not true that Bale beat up his mother and sister as the two claim he (and all his money) did, that aforementioned quote from the actor is just as worrisome as familial assault. You see, what Bale, his wife and his friends should understand is that, no, not everyone “loses their shit” on occasions. Nor does everyone turn into different people when they’re mad and expect those closest to them to deal with it. And believing that that’s normal can lead down a very destructive path.
I can’t fault him or anyone like him for thinking as much, because there was a time when I thought the same thing. There was a time when I would smash things apart or scream when I got angry. Worse was when I would treat my loved ones – who usually had nothing to do with why I was upset – with bitchy condescension (one-word answers or left-field arguments). Because of this, and because my mouth can be much larger than my biceps, I used to often get punched out. I also frequently alienated good friends and once almost completely lost one of the most important people in my life. And just like Bale, all the while I thought what I was doing was common. I thought everyone shouted that they wanted to kick out the fucking teeth of the old lady who cut them off. I thought everyone got into shoving matches with drunks in bar bathrooms. Luckily, one day I realized that everyone didn’t do that, and, probably in the nick of time, I sought some help.
Nobody’s perfect and, yes, everyone gets angry from time to time. But where there’s smoke there’s fire, and when, amid stories that he roughs up his mother, Christian Bale says, “Look, I get very mad. Doesn’t everyone?,” he should seriously consider that perhaps a self-proclaimed minor flare has the potential to be an inferno. That’s not going to be easy, as one of the detractors (or benefits, depending on your outlook) of Bale’s being very rich, famous and handsome is that people, eager to be around such dazzling traits, are going to be unenthusiastic about calling him on his bullshit, but if he’s able to find it in himself to wrangle that anger, it’ll probably be one of the more important villains he conquers.
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