Ben Cornish impersonates Leonardo DiCaprio for a living. It’s not how he expected his journey through Hollywood to turn out—for instance, he’s friendly with a handful of other impersonators of the A-list—but it is fascinating. Read about it below. —Madison Vain, executive editor
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As a young man, Ben Cornish realized he wanted to be an actor. If only a generational talent who looked just like him hadn’t realized it first.
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“Stop me if this is out there,” he says. He scrunches his face and subtly tilts his chin. It’s a familiar expression—narrow eyes, slight grimace, a contemplative wince. But is it his? Or just something mirrored from the man he happens to look remarkably like?
“We can’t imagine,” he continues, “but, if you could somewhat imagine the idea of no time, no space, infinite distance . . .” He takes a sip of his Smithwick’s. It’s a Tuesday afternoon on the west side of Los Angeles. Sitting in a booth with his back to the door at a mostly empty pub, he nibbles at a Scotch egg and, rather breezily, unpacks the nature of cosmic fluctuations. Also: cosmic duplications. “We are the nothingness and the something at any given moment,” he says.
His sentences have a dreamy quality to them, and right now, at least, he sounds like he’s delivering a monologue from the sci-fi thriller Inception. His name is Ben Cornish, and though he and that film’s star, Leonardo DiCaprio, have never met, Leo is aware of Ben, and Ben, of course, is aware of Leo.
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Rolex doesn’t tend to do dramatic reinvention for the sake of it. Or, indeed, at all. But 2026 is a little different. This year marks a century since the arrival of the waterproof Oyster case, and the Crown has responded with a special anniversary Oyster Perpetual, the return of the Yacht-Master II, a genuinely unusual Daytona, and some of its boldest new dials in years. Here are five of our favorites.
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This week’s episode arrives following a report from The Telegraph about how the real-life Lioness team accused Taylor Sheridan of sensationalizing and “corrupting” their history. But when Saldaña’s packing heat and screaming her lungs out, it’s hard to compare any of the exceptional action on screen to anything resembling reality.
For most Lioness fans, that’s totally fine. As one person succinctly commented on Esquire: “Accurate or not, I still think it’s a great show.” They’re not wrong. This week? It feels silly to argue fact vs. fiction when we’re following up a metaphor about bears, wolves, and tigers with an episode titled “Murder Hornets.”
So far, Lioness’s Russian threat is more like the country stinging the US for poking at its nest. I’m not any sort of expert on espionage, but I don’t understand what game either side is playing. These CIA shows are always coming up with ways for countries to mime fighting without writing us into World War III, and I can’t say many of the plots pass second inspection.
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