2. Richard Gere – Handsome, sleek, vaguely spiritual, but every Gere role is just Gere himself — never disappearing into character, never transformative.

3. William Hurt – Canonized in the ’80s as a Serious Actor, but his performances were all droning sameness. A prestige placeholder.

4. Andy Garcia – Billed as the next great leading man post-Godfather III, but his filmography reads like a list of near-misses.

5. Treat Williams – The Almost Serious Actor

Hollywood really tried with him: Hair (his “star-making” turn), Prince of the City (meant to be his Pacino moment), and prestige projects throughout the ’80s. But the truth? He had the face, the hair, the name (Treat!), and none of the essence. Every time he was supposed to elevate a film, he just… sat there, like an empty suit rehearsing his lines. The textbook career of near-stardom without ownership.

6. Steve Guttenberg (b. 1958) – The Lightweight Everyman

The ’80s tried to make him the warm, goofy, relatable lead in Police Academy, Cocoon, Three Men and a Baby. But he’s pure Styrofoam — affable, harmless, entirely fungible. There’s a reason his career evaporated the moment the decade ended: he was never essential, just a body to stand in the middle of high-concept comedies. Guttenberg is the embodiment of decade-specific uselessness: famous in his moment, void of legacy.

7. Jeff Daniels – Competent, genial, but entirely unmemorable in most roles. A constant “second choice” energy.

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