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It seems that Hollywood actors have once again decided to sprinkle some dramatic flair into their political commentary, and the newest spectacle involves none other than Gene Carlo Esposito. In scenes reminiscent of an over-the-top villain from a bygone era, Esposito is making headlines with a call for revolution—complete with the dramatic acceptance that some may need to “sacrifice” themselves for the cause. He suggests this could mean a staggering 500 million people. Now, for context, that’s more than the entire population of the United States! But perhaps mathematics isn’t the strong suit of those dwelling in ivory towers of Hollywood.
Gene Carlo Esposito, known for his villainous roles on screen, seems to be stepping into character off-screen as well. Speaking at a glitzy event, he earnestly explained that while a large number may perish, the rest could “survive” and thrive in a new world. It’s as if he believes himself to be some revolutionary leader, rallying masses from the comfort of his luxurious Hollywood Hills mansion—complete with probable high walls and security. The irony is thicker than curtain call stage makeup.
In what has become a grand tradition of Hollywood hypocrisy, Esposito calls for upheaval against “very rich old white men.” It’s an intriguing statement from someone sitting on a comfy $23 million cushion, and far removed from the realities of the average American. The notion of a revolution led by a wealthy actor strikes quite the humorous chord, especially when considering the relatively comfortable position he’d be observing from.
Adding to the colorful display, we have other celebrities chiming in on unrelated stages, such as Lady Gaga, who took to her concert in Japan to denounce ICE and trumpet the plight of affected families back in America. Her audience in Tokyo, likely mystified by the whole spectacle, probably wondered if they should clap or nod in agreement, all the while trying to follow a script ironically critical of the very restrictive policies Japan employs at its own borders.
At times, the spectacle feels like a never-ending play, where the actors are seemingly quoting from a script of wild exaggerations and misplaced crusader spirit. However, as the curtain draws, one can’t help but chuckle at the grandiosity of it all. It’s Hollywood, after all, where the line between drama and reality often blurs, leaving the rest of us to ponder their authenticity from the bleachers. Maybe Esposito should stick to the scripts that keep him thriving on screen rather than attempting to draft new ones for an imagined revolution.
