[[Drinking the margharita from the blender, while he’s telling the Hippy to get the bleep out of here.]]
That to me just doesn’t even sound funny- and I’m sorry- but again- never liked his acting or presence in movies- He may make fun of himself, but His presence still says ‘decaprio’- not hte character he’s supposed to be portraying- I watched a few clips on youtube- and nope- to me he doesn’t pull off the characters- because of his decaprio persona- He never has pulled it off- not even in wolf of wallstreet in my opinion- his character just screams ‘I’m decarpio’- Just my opinion
You’re actually right he’s very one dimensional. Kinda like John Wayne or Gable. But i like that.
I’ve only seen two DiCaprio movies I liked. Blood Diamond and The Departed.
I’ve been thinking of our conversation, and I’ve spoken to some friends who are bigger De Caprio and Tarantino fans than you and me, and they tend to agree with us.
De Caprio isn’t and never will be a Johnny Depp. He will always be De Caprio playing De Caprio actor, but that’s the same frankly as some of the other great male leads like Gable, and Eastwood, Harrison Ford and even Brad Pitt in this movie. I don’t have a problem with that.
I find myself staring at these guys the entire time they’re on the screen, and you know that they know people are doing this, and they’re going to watch every movement, every nuanced gesture.
They take roles that are about real people. Aviator did it for me. I really saw De Caprio for the first time as being a larger than life kinda actor.
The less you know about them personally the better.
I struggle now with De Niro, since I know his politics, I hate the guy, and I’m really not excited about seeing The Irishman.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, that I’ve evolved with De Caprio. I was down on him, and not interested in seeing anything, for the reasons you give, ie I didn’t think he was really that great an actor...but now I think he is.
There’s a scene in OUATIH, where the Al Pacino pary, Mr. Schulz, has beat down De Caprio, and De Caprio cries on Pitts shoulder who tells him, “Hey, don’t cry in front of the Mexicans.”
They get in the De Ville and drive off. De CAprio is depressed, like the world is over, and over the radio you hear the newscaster reporting that Bobby Kennedy has just been shot, and of course these two jokers, couldn’t care less about it. And I’m “convinced” by their portrayals of these two guys, that they really couldn’t care less.