Jonathan Rhys Meyers has been given a pass by Irish officials after the recovering alcoholic was arrested for making a drunken scene last month at Dublin Airport—a wagon-tumble rendered all the more tragic when you factor in that he was in town for his 50-year-old mother's sudden death:
Rhys Meyers did not appear at the Dublin District Court arraignment Wednesday. State prosecutors said they had accepted an apology from the actor and dropped the charges.
Rhys Meyers' lawyer, Michael Staines, said his client's behavior at the airport was "unacceptable and out of character." He said Rhys Meyers "unreservedly apologizes" to airport security guards, police and staff at the British airline BMI, and planned to make a donation to an unspecified charity as a way to acknowledge his wrongdoing.
Hopefully this embarrassing, international incident will prove to be the final slip-up for the versatile actor, who's used his pretty boy looks and studied, nostril-flaring mannerisms to bring to life everyone from a pouty Elvis to a flouncy, horndog Henry VIII. We'd hate to think of what other historical icons of machismo Meyers might never be able to put his delicate, metrosexualized spin on should he succumb to his bottled demons.