Obviously, I have no issue with Marion Cotillard — or anyone else — leaning out of the Fourth of July kitsch. She’s French, and a whole lot of us are pretty unenthused about the U.S. right now, so no need to get festive. However, Marion here not only attended the Macy’s fireworks — presumably voluntarily — but took a second to walk the red carpet, and THAT is why I find it so hilarious that she didn’t wear ANYTHING colorful or fun or summery at all. Instead, she’s dressed like someone who is hung over and hiding behind a tree at her secret lover’s funeral, before getting caught and forced to go to the wake and mingle with his family. I feel you, Marion. Me, I wore Dodgers gear and spent the evening watching my team endure the worst home-field loss in history, while sipping beer from a clear plastic bat. That felt emotionally like hiding behind a tree at a secret lover’s funeral.
