Every year Vanity Fair gets a boatload of flak for their Hollywood Issue cover. The inevitable question is: where are all the people of colour?
So it’s with great, toe-wiggling satisfaction that I present you with this:
There are people of colour on a Vanity Fair cover. Someone needs to take a temperature, Conde Nast may be feeling unwell. Can we take a moment to talk about how quietly momentous this is? Kelly Marie Tran is the FIRST Asian woman to appear on the front page cover of Vanity Fair. She’s not even in a kimono or wearing a qipao or doing a dumb karate move. She just looks like a boss. I might actually be crying a little bit.
Speaking of crying, the first cover will also do the trick. Oh Carrie, you’re so missed.
Hey, it’s here! let’s discuss:
- There is a lot happening and I’m not making much sense of any of it – the trailer has been put together to encourage speculation and not narrative, am I right trailer editors?
- I’m underwhelmed (and it’s not its fault that I haven’t moved on) and part of it is the lack of callback to the older generation of characters – Han Solo is gone, Carrie isn’t coming back, and there was only a small glimpse of Luke in silhouette from very far away. I’m glad to see my friends Poe, Rey and Finn alive (sort of) but there’s this gap when the older gen isn’t there.
- Oscar Issac is a very attractive runner
- Those are expensive, high-tech dust croppers
- Let’s all assume Kylo is still alive, judging by the scar on his face. Those rage issues are only going to get bigger
- “I only know the truth it’s time for the Jedi to end.” My millennial gratification asks that you stop being so cryptic Luke.
Bring on December! Did it whelm you? I leave you with this image of Daisy giving Mark a piggyback ride.