I’m happy Spotlight won the SAG for Best Ensemble; it’s a strongly acted movie from top to tail, and there’s something really quiet and old-school about it — like, it didn’t need an aggressive CGI bear or any narrative gimmicks (The Big Short) or explosions or anything else; it was just tight narrative and pace and tension. And it was about newspapers, which… man, it will make you really nostalgic for the days when this kind of reporting was a lynchpin of the world.
Anyhoo, Rachel McAdams got to cuddle the SAG statue for a bit:
I love the shape of this: romantic, full, flattering, TOTALLY the kind of thing you want to wear when two of your exes are in the building. There is maybe a sliver of pizza in the building (I THINK I can see through her skirt?), and her head-styling belongs to a daytime tea party. But my real, primary beef with it is that I think black and beige are, together, about the most boring thing you could do.
Ehhh. The top would work for me if the skirt weren’t so sparse. It’s aggressive to look at, and I want to be relaxed. I want to be transported, not worry that she’s Prom Queen of the Tar Pits.
I mean! It’s such a great cut. What if it were burgundy? Green? Or even black and white? Anything other than Mop Bucket on the color wheel would have been more glamorous. I’m not sure when I became such a one-woman crusade against beige. It has its place. I just happen to think that place is best kept to car interiors. Not my own, clearly, but you know. Other people’s.