It must have been a huge blow to Jared Leto's ego when he saw Suicide Squad and discovered that the bulk of the masturbatory bullshit he filmed ended up right where it belonged... on the cutting room floor. This is why he's now making the rounds talking about all the great stuff that was filmed but didn't make it into the film, all of it involving his catastrophically awful take on the character and deplorable behind the scenes behavior.
IGN made the mistake of asking him in a recent interview what scenes of his were cut from the film. This was his response...
“Were there any that didn’t get cut? I’m asking you, were there any that didn’t get cut? There were so many scenes that got cut from the movie, I couldn’t even start. I think that the Joker… we did a lot of experimentation on the set, we explored a lot. There’s so much that we shot that’s not in the film. If I die anytime soon, it’s probably likely that it’ll surface somewhere. That’s the good news about the death of an actor is all that stuff seems to come out.”
So he goes from playing the victim, to once more attempting to justify his assholery, to finally saying we'll all feel bad if he dies soon. You know what? I held back before the film was released because there was always the potential that he was going to actually deliver a good performance. Now that we know he didn't, I can finally say this with no reservations. Fuck you, Jared Leto. You suck, dude. You're the worst kind of fake because you've actually bought into your own cult of narcissism. What probably started as a joke for you to pretend to be some deep dude with things to say and stuff has now just become your reality because no one ever held you accountable for your bullshit. You're like an entire season of Entourage made flesh. One of the later seasons.
Now, I don't have an Oscar so I don't know what powers of ego inflation that little gold statue possesses first hand, but in you I see all the worst things that can happen when an actor wins one. You didn't take it as a reward for one of the only decent performances you've ever turned in, you took it as validation for your borderline psychopathic tendencies and amped them all up to a level that will hopefully continue to fool people into thinking you were ever a good actor. You got lucky and were given a role that would have won Ashton Kutcher an Oscar. That's not to take away from your performance in Dallas Buyers Club, but come on dude. A transgendered woman with AIDS? Tugg Speedman would have won an Oscar for that.
You had a chance to just go back to your band and stay the hell away from a beloved character, but you just had to turn the Joker into a juggalo and brag about it every chance you got. Bad form, dude. If you had actually pulled it off, I might—MIGHT—have been tempted to say that all the pre-release braggadocio was worth it; but the proof, as they say, is in the day-glo pudding called Suicide Squad. And it's proof positive that you're a fraudulent hack. If you had any decency as a human being, you'd just admit it, but so long as there are people out there willing to buy into your cult, you're just gonna keep on truckin'. Just keep that truckin' away from any more iconic characters, and for god's sake, shut the fuck up about your process. I'd rather listen to a hundred more of George Clooney's Ocean's Eleven behind-the-scenes anecdotes than suffer through another one of your narcissistic diatribes about immersing yourself in a character. Didn't work, try something different, or better yet, just fuck off.