Fugger: Emma Stone

Well Played, Gwen “Emma Stone” Stacy


They’ve cast Shailene Woodley as Mary Jane Watson, so it’s possible Emma Stone’s work as Gwen Stacy is nearing its end in the new Spider Man movies.

But if she DOES go out, at least — based on this on-set photo — it will be on a high note. Shirt: yes. Skirt: yes. Tights: sure! Shoes: eh, she can keep the over-the-knee boots; they’re not my bag. But the rest of it… Damn, Gwen Stacy, when Mary Jane starts worming in on your action, you might need to bring me on your rage retail-therapy spree. I’ll buy the drinks if you’ll be the blouses.

[Photo: Pacific Coast News]

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Fine: Emma Stone


I feel like Emma Stone is doing whatever the opposite of “pulling out the stops” is during this press junket for The Croods:

It’s like she called her stylist and was like, “look. This movie looks terrible. I’m a cavegirl? Nicolas Cage is in it. I have no idea why I even decided to do it, except it seemed like fun to make a movie where I didn’t have to have my hair done, like, ever. But now I have to promote it. Remember how, during the Spider-Man press tour, we just blew it out with super high level gowns and carefully curated jewelry? Can we do the OPPOSITE of that? Not, like, BAD. More like….invisible. How invisible can you make me?”

[Photos: Getty]

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The Fugmazing Spider-Man


I really wish I could eavesdrop on Emma Stone’s phone calls to Andrew Garfield about the nuts and bolts of being on a press tour with Nic Cage. I feel like there would be so much, “He keeps talking about his shrunken head collection” and “I think I’m being groomed to appear on the next Book of Secrets. I’m a little scared.”

[Photos: Getty]

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Well Played, Emma Stone/Weirdly Played, Nic Cage


I am a little worried about Emma Stone right now. Not because she doesn’t look good — she always looks cute, and this dress is charming — but because I think Nic Cage might try and eat her.

[Photos: Getty]

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Fug the Cover: Vanity Fair’s Hollywood Issue


I’m starting to wonder if Emma Stone’s people have a nefarious plan. Specifically, if they are worried that she is so universally adored and adorable, that backlash is inevitable and potentially harsh. So they’re arranging for her to look less than her best on magazine covers as a way of engendering sympathy and reminding people that, hey, even Emma Stone is just like us: imperfect.

I mean, she’s still Emma Stone, so she’s starting out ahead in the “plus” ledger. But she seems sort of… tired, and unenthralled, and maybe a little bit like even though somebody told the photographer she adored this idea, she doesn’t really understand why the hell she’s in bed with two grown-ass celebrity men in animal costumes. Bradley Cooper is smiling dazedly as if he just woke up (or achieved chemical bliss) and thinks he’s wearing a Snuggie, and Affleck barely even looks like he IS wearing a costume; it’s like he and an amiable grizzly poked their heads into the shot for a cuddle, and the grizzly didn’t care for the length of the lens.

The cover lines also feel strangely like Vanity Fair is auditioning a teen version. I can’t wait to read the Leslie Bennetts profile on iCarly, and a searing social and photographic essay on the history of lunchroom etiquette in Hollywood.

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Fug the Cover: Emma Stone in W


I understand the desire to do something artsy and different, giving you a new and exciting way to view a celebrity (see: Chastain’s first cover of this same magazine). But there’s “different” and then there’s “Oh, come on, really?” This looks like a photo some girl texted to her boyfriend six hours before Prom.

[Photos: W magazine]

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