Six months ago, Shia LaBeouf was public persona non grata numero uno about town. He'd gotten drunk, punched in the face, did Transformers 3, got arrested, plagiarized, plagiarized again, put a bag on his head, got really drunk, got arrested again, and declared he wasn't famous anymore.
Well, if there is one thing that is true in Hollywood it's that you do not get to decide if you are famous.
In the past I have been back and forth on Shia. I never thought he was a bad actor, but he did have a knack for somehow always being on an upward trajectory despite appearing in several crappy movies and multiple run ins in the law for dopey behavior. A favorite thing to say to actor friends on their birthdays was that no matter how old they ever got they would never be as famous as Shia LaBeouf.
But now, without seeing him act in anything since Wallstreet: Money Never Sleeps, I find myself with a new opinion of Mr. LaBeouf: he's awesome.
Okay, so my actual take on him is a little more complex than that, but there is no denying how entertaining Shia has been of late. Just by being himself.
I mean, sure, Shia did put out a movie this past week called Fury also starring Brad Pitt and it is getting pretty good reviews (80% of RT). A lot of what Shia has done the past few weeks in his media blitz could ostensibly be attributed to promoting Fury but upon closer inspection it is clear there has only been one goal: The resurrection of the LaBeouf.
First there was this charming tale of misdemeanor debauchery on Kimmel:
Regardless of where you stand on his antics, you have to admit, he spins a good yarn. Even Alan Cumming agrees.
Now this story by itself, coupled with positive buzz around Fury, was enough to get Shia back in the black. But Shia wasn't done.
Shia lended his name and face to a Rob Cantor live performance that can only be described as transcendent. A song all about a chance(?) encounter with the crazed cannibal Shia LaBeouf which quickly becomes a battle of life and death in a secluded forest. It has a gay men's choir, a children's choir, ballet dancers, a woman performing with aerial silks, paper mache heads, and the myth himself.
Watch it below and submit to the reign of Shia LaBeouf.