Wow . . . almost makes me wish I had cable . . . Photoblogging Tom Cruise On Oprah . . . just, wow. Okay, I do wish I had cable but this isn’t why.

The comments all over the place are great here, here, and here . . . he’s on Ophra, jumping around in full-on manic style straight from his movies trying to convince folks he’s not gay (even though his way of meeting the girl was to have his agent call her agent to arrange a meeting in his office and a month later they’re madly in love, at leas that’s what the PR folks say and he’s jumping up and down on the couch and manhandling the girl and Ophra repeatedly) . . . he’s trying to dispell the "he’s so gay" rumors, playing to the housewife set and he’s doing it by saying "I’m a man in my forties who has left his wife and kids and fallen in love with a girl in her twenties" . . . hmmm . . . "see, I’m not gay, I’m just a stereotype."

The photos are precious.

The images may make more sense when taken in context but evidently the shouting and jumping and inability to converse except to scream and shout and pump his arms lasted for a good solid forty-five minutes with nary an ability to answer any other questions.

Publicity stunt? Maybe. Gay? Well . . . I know what I think and as I’ve known a number of actors who are gay and pretending to be straight in my day so I really doubt if I’m wrong on this one . . . so . . . what do you think?

Must see animated gif files of the debacle here.