Y’all, I have Concerns about this Diana movie. Specifically that perhaps it should’ve been on Lifetime, and also that, for a woman with such a fascinating life, the two years she dated Haznat Khan (I keep writing Hazmat Khan by mistake, which I hope is what all his ex-girlfriends call him) are not perhaps the ones people want to know about as much. And in the trailer, when they finally show Naomi Watts as Diana, it feels more like a giggly moment than a wow — but then again, Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka was ridiculous in the trailer but at least made more sense in context, so maybe it’ll be okay? I’m sure she gave it her best shot, and did it better than anyone else would have, but… it’s got to be awful, right? We’ll soon see. (Edited to add: Early reviews in England are not kind. To wit, The Guardian writes, “I hesitate to use the term ‘car crash cinema.’ But the awful truth is that, 16 years after that terrible day in 1997, she has died another awful death. […]Is this film an MI5 plot to blacken Diana’s name and make her look plastic and absurd?” Way harsh, Tai.)
As for Ms. Watts, she looks as facially and physically gorgeous as ever here, but I fear that what started out as a cool neckline ended up looking like something she yanked aside so she could breast feed. Worse, it makes her chest look lopsided and odds with itself. And finally, I don’t care for the shoe choice. I don’t care for it one bit. So there. You think having a touch of the norovirus at Fashion Week has blunted my stubborn persnicketyness? THINK AGAIN.
I stuck the trailer after the jump, in case you haven’t seen it. Whenever I watch it, I keep expecting that piano song to turn into a OneRepublic ballad.