I saw Rob Epstein and Jeffrey Friedman’s biopic Lovelace about a month ago, and I still haven't figured out its purpose. We don't really need another retelling of Linda Lovelace’s story, especially one like this: bereft of nuance and determined to make a one-dimensional victim out of a woman who was fascinating, complex, contradictory, and revolutionary.
Why does Hollywood do everything in duplicate? After Lindsay Lohan dropped out of Linda Lovelace biopic Inferno, Amanda Seyfried announced she would be playing Lovelace. Shortly thereafter, Malin Akerman announced she would replace LiLo as Lovelace. Why are there so many mixed signals in the casting of this role, I wondered.
In this month's Interview magazine, Justin Timberlake interviews Amanda Seyfried by phone. Compared to previous Interview kiss-fests—like Kidman fluffing Cotillard or Kanye humping Rihanna's leg—it was pretty tame. Until, in the middle of a conversation about Gary Oldman and apropos nothing, Seyfried blurted this: