On the front cover:
Jennifer Lawrence, Jessica Chastain, Mia Wasikowska, Rooney Mara.
On the inside flaps:
Elizabeth Olsen, Adepero Oduye, Shailene Woodley, Paula Patton, Felicity Jones, Lily Collins, and Brit Marling.
Shot by Mario Testino.
Are you bored?
I am bored. And I love most of these women. But it’s just... all one colour, you know? And I don’t actually mean the obvious, although we’ll get to that in a minute. I’m just saying there hasn’t been all that much imagination in a Mario Testino shoot in a long time. Style-wish, aside from the lighting, it not a major departure from last year either. Click here to see.
I’m surprised that Emma Stone’s not here. Yes, Emma Stone has made the Hollywood Issue before, two years ago, but she wasn’t on the cover. Mia Wasikowska was featured in that same issue, also not on the cover. Just like last year, Jennifer Lawrence was included after the fold. So it’s her second year in a row with a promotion. Not that I think Emma’s presence would have made a difference. It’s just her name had to have come up when putting together this list, certainly sitting even with the four who front the issue. Maybe they’re saving her for something else closer to the release of Spider-Man.
Oh look!
Two token black people!
In a year when both female acting categories at the Oscars could be won by black actresses, Hollywood says it’s doing fine, it’s doing enough, it’s inclusive, so stop complaining. You too, Hispanics. And Asians. Didn’t you watch The Help? Why do you have to be so whiny about life?
Short videos with the four cover actors are below. Jessica Chastain is adorable and open and sweet. Jennifer Lawrence, as usual, is the most gregarious. Mia Wasikowska is reserved, genuinely, but honest with her answers and really cute as a Tilda Swinton fangirl. As for Rooney Mara, well, she’s predictably aloof, obviously. So aloof she won’t name an actor to be admired, saying only that the ones she admires are the ones who fly under the radar, whose work has not been consumed by the “masses”. And of course Thom Yorke on her bedroom wall. According to the Aloof Girls’ Handbook, Radiohead is the soundtrack to their lives. She knew of them before Creep, ok? Like when she was 7.
Click here for more on the Vanity Fair Hollywood Issue.
