See now this is how you do it. Jessica Chastain showed up at the Oscars looking like a 1950s Femme Fatale. Like Veronica Lake or Gene Tierney or something. All sunny, and innocent, until she stabs you for the secret plans while she's wearing one of those hats with the net on it. We need more of this and not those dead-eyed mannequins we're getting so much of today
