Being John Malkovich has never been this bizarre before

At first glance, the vibrant fiery-red image above looks like Andy Warhol's 1986 self portrait. Then you realize that the man in the photograph is obviously not the American artist, but John Malkovich. The photo is part of a brilliant series by Sandro Miller titled Malkovich, Malkovich, Malkovich: Homage to Photographic Masters, which is currently on display at the Mac-Gryder Gallery in New Orleans.

The series features 62 recreations of the most iconic shots in modern history, all starring John as the subject. The Hollywood legend, who is close friends with the photographer, does an exceptional job of imitating the portraits, regardless of the varying genders, expressions, and skin colors. He morphs into Salvador Dalí, Albert Einstein, John Lennon and Mick Jagger.

The pictures were recreated with remarkable detail—same lighting, angle and even the overall feel of the original. Some are hilarious, but all of them are splendid. Here are some of my favorites:

The exhibition is up through January 1, 2020. More information available here.

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