I don't want to be too mean about Dame John Travolta, because even though he's clearly a freak-a-deak nutty nutball Scientologist and possibly living a closeted lie with his beard/wife, he has always seemed like a sweet-natured fellow who means well; plus my childhood memories have always cast upon him a fuzzy rosy-hued 70s dreamy "Sweathogs" aura which only cruel time and perhaps this icky photo from Dlisted can erase:
I know, he doesn't look that bad. Not Courtney Love bad, certainly. But I do wonder: What has happened to the cast of Grease? Between totally tragic Felt Up Former Childhood Crush Jeff "Kenickie" Conaway in his wheelchair of sadness on "Celebrity Rehab" to the above ghoulish visage of a trying-to-hide-the-bald-with-two-tone-spray-on-hair "Danny Zuko," it's like a creepy cavalcade of craziness! A gallery of grotesquery! A danse macabre of decadent decay! Grease is absurd!
The ironic thing is that Miss Stockard Channing, who was like 100 years old when they cast her as "Rizzo," looks better than anyone!