That could all change this year, thanks to his masterful turn in the Steven Soderbergh-directed black comedy 'The Informant!' (now in theaters). Damon gained 30 pounds via the Morgan Spurlock McDonald's "diet," grew out a sweet handlebar mustache and donned one of the most obvious toupees in the history of obvious toupees to play real-life whistleblower Mark Whitacre, a high-ranking executive at agribusiness behemoth Archer Daniels Midland (ADM) who, in the early 1990s, turned informant to help the FBI prosecute his employers for price-fixing.
But don't be fooled: This isn't 'The Insider: Part Deux.' Playing this opaque fellow, who becomes so hilariously detached from reality that he envisions himself as some kind of 007-esque superspy and the salvation of ADM, Damon is at once a comic leading man, a heartbreaking tragic hero and an irascible corporate villain -- and he balances these opposing facets of Whitacre's persona with such precision it's hard to know how to feel about him. One minute you're cheering for him, the next you're slapping your forehead wondering how he could be such a dense a-hole.
And that's the beauty of the performance. Watching Damon reveal Whitacre is like leaning over someone as they peel an onion, gradually discarding the outer layers until you've seen all there is to see. And that's when you realize there are tears in your eyes. Sure, they're probably tears of laughter, but there's also a chance they're tears of compassion. Or maybe onions just make you cry. Regardless, there is one thing that is certain: It's time for Damon's Oscar nomination drought to end, and this should be the movie that makes it rain.
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