Absolutely, and the implosion is going on even as we type. In the past week alone, his remarks about Charlton Heston have angered a large segment of the nation, his movie "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind" premiered and bombed like a daisycutter, and he went on the premiere of Jimmy Kimmel's show with a bottle of vodka and helped himself and everyone else in sight look like such jackasses, ABC had to step in and ban booze from the studio audience. Of course, if you're going to watch George Clooney, it probably helps to be schnockered. No wonder he's so anxious to lower himself to make "Ocean's Eleven 2." You have to be in pretty awful career straits when starring in a sequel to a remake of a Rat Pack movie looks like a lifeline.
A sub-mediocre actor with a ridiculously inflated opinion of himself, whose sole "talent" is conveying the impression that he thinks he's the coolest guy in the room, when he's really just a smug, arrogant pratt.
Ocean's 11 II?
Why don't they just call it Ocean's 12?
A good heist movie would end with the crooks all dead or else rich enough that they wouldn't have to pull any more jobs.