I’m sorry, but we really need to stop acting like Leonardo DiCaprio is some untouchable acting god. The man is good, sure, but great? Legendary? Let’s not kid ourselves. His Oscar for The Revenant was a glorified participation trophy. That win wasn’t about the performance—it was about the narrative. “Poor Leo, he’s been snubbed for years, he suffered in the cold, give the man his damn statue.” He grunted, he crawled, he looked miserable. Cool. That’s not acting, that’s suffering on camera. You know who else suffers? Literally every extra in every war movie ever made. Where’s their gold?
And look, I’m not saying he’s trash—he’s clearly talented—but the way people worship him is insane. Half his roles are just him yelling, crying, or playing some tortured dude with a dead wife or a shady past. How is that range? It’s the same recycled emotional template in a different outfit. And let’s be honest—if he didn’t have the Scorsese pipeline or the “handsome sad man” branding, would anyone still be pretending he’s the best of his generation? Doubt it. He’s not underrated. He’s not overlooked. He’s been carried by prestige projects, huge budgets, and an industry obsessed with its own myths.
He’s not the GOAT.
JUST STOP CALLING LEO THE GOAT I BEG.
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