Emma Stone faking for the A

May 14, 2010 08:24:00 Posted at May 14, 2010 08:24:00
Lainey Posted by Lainey

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The trailer for Emma Stone’s Easy A came out yesterday and I’ve been watching it on a loop for the last twenty-four hours. I really like Stone. Not quite girlcrushing yet, but if she keeps up being awesome I will be very shortly. First Superbad then Zombieland—if Easy A lives up to its excellent trailer, Stone will have a lock on “young actress who never picks a bad project”.

The trailer opens with Stone speaking into the camera, which is usually really annoying but she’s so cute and likeable that I’m willing to hear what she has to say. And that is, “Every story has two sides. This is my side, the right side.” Please. Am sold. Easy A is very loosely a modern-day Scarlet Letter. Stone’s character, Olive, is a geek with only a few friends and no social life. Through a series of improbable but oddly believable events, Olive’s reputation gets a bit skanky, but it’s just a series of hoaxes. Believing her to be the school slut, the popular girls—all members of a prayer circle, of course—tell her she should wear a red letter A on her clothes like Hester Prynne did.

And this is where Easy A totally wins me over. Most movies would have Olive in the bathroom crying, and then plotting how to clear her name. But not this movie, not Emma Stone. Instead Olive pins a red A on her clothes and stomps down the hallway, chin up and eyes flinty. She’s Hit Girl grown up. Love it. I also love the cast. Stanley Tucci and Patricia Clarkson are Olive’s parents and Thomas Haden Church (vastly underused) and Lisa Kudrow are teachers in her school. The kid cast is slightly too old to be playing high schoolers (I’m looking at you, twenty-seven-year-old Cam Gigandet), but that’s probably what makes this movie work. The “kids” are actually old enough to realize how bullsh*t high school is and how little what people say about you in third-period English means five minutes after your graduate. Surviving high school is all about pinning the red A on your chest and owning your identity.

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