Vanity Fair proclaimed this The Summer of George, er, Margot Robbie. The Legend of Tarzan has done better than expected in the United States, and it’s cleaning up overseas, while Suicide Squad is posed for a $125 million opening. That’s really good for some very bad guys and girls. The only problem with The Summer of Margot is, ironically, what Vanity Fair wrote about Robbie.
Here’s a taste (it tastes gross):
America is so far gone, we have to go to Australia to find a girl next door. In case you’ve missed it, her name is Margot Robbie. She is 26 and beautiful, not in that otherworldly, catwalk way but in a minor knock-around key, a blue mood, a slow dance… She is tall but only with the help of certain shoes. She can be sexy and composed even while naked but only in character. As I said, she is from Australia. To understand her, you should think about what that means. (Via)
To quote Roxanne Gay, “Every issue of Vanity Fair this month comes with a thin sheen of Rich Cohen’s semen holding the [pages] of Margot Robbie’s profile together.” That’s usually more of a National Enquirer kind of thing. Anyway, Twitter has already roasted Cohen’s uncomfortable love letter to Harley Quinn, but what does Robbie think?