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Soooo, this is pretty good, right? It’s especially awesome that the front cover — this is a fold-out triptych — isn’t all Young White People (remember the 2010 cover?). Julia and Clooney might be predictable choices, but you can’t say that our erstwhile intern isn’t, to quote Funny Girl,  the greatest star, and Julia was in a major movie this year. Also! Julia actually looks great (not that you can blame her; why am I not typing this from Idris Elba’s lap while he wears a tux and is all devastatingly handsome? I ask you) and of course Chiwetel Ejiofor looks elegant as usual. There is a reason that men more often than not opt for the classic tux: Look how well it works on these dudes. Add to that the salute to Jared Leto’s hair and the addition of Lupita Nyong’o and Naomie Harris, and I’m cool.  The third segment is where things go a little wonky — Chadwick Boseman and Margot Robbie look great, but Brie Larson’s a wee bit unrecognizable, and Léa Seydoux down there at the end kind of looks like a girl who was partying with Cloons the night before and just wandered in and sat herself down and hoped no one would notice. But, hell — who even opens their Vanity Fair all the way to the final third part of the cover more than once. Everyone knows the third act is often the hardest. I’ll allow it.

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