I haven’t read James Wolcott‘s Vanity Fair cover piece on Jennifer Lawrence, but I know this photo argues strenuously against almost everything she delivered in Silver Linings Playbook. Tiffany is/was/always will be the no-bullshit, stare-into-your-soul, broken-wing girl — a little gothy, fucked-up, vulnerable, impulsive, brilliant, feisty, raspy-voiced, loyal and honestly…? Not all that “hot” in a conventional flash-glossy Maxim sense. She’s way above that, a force of nature, a powerhouse. In short, the VF cover shot is a kind of diminishment.
