There’s something to be said for authenticity in film. If you need a lost soul with quite a few wires haphazardly resoldered in his brain to play a pro wrestler, you hire Mickey Rourke. And if you need a steroid dealer to sell to your wrestler in the movie, you hire a steroid dealer for the role.
Just don’t be surprised when your previously-convicted steroid dealer/actor (The Wrestler’s Scott Siegel) is trailed by the DEA and caught scooping up a package. That’s just commitment to a role.
You are allowed to express shock, though, when he then allegedly leads police on an ill-advised chase that smashes three police cars, moves to a foot race, and then ends with the third event in the unofficial Sheriff John Bunnell triathlon: trying to break away from the cops once captured.
Siegel, who has been charged with possession with intent to distribute steroids and assaulting a police officer after his arrest in New Rochelle, NY, already pent four years in prison for selling steroids. Nic Cage takes one ride-along and now he knows crime. Feh.
More Method details from the arrest (all allegations, of course):
- The DEA had staked out Siegel’s parents’ townhouse.
- Siegel’s first victim with his car? A wooden fence.
- Siegel crawled into another car after abandoning his, apparently to try to continue his getaway on wheels.
- Finally, he tried to run over a DEA agent with his car.
Say what you will about Siegel, but try getting Pacino this interested in a part since Scent of a Woman.