If you’re not caught up on “Homeland,” beware that there are spoilers ahead, i.e. in the very next sentence so stop reading now, you’ve been warned. When we last saw “Homeland”‘s Carrie Mathison, the bipolar CIA agent was mourning the death of her beloved tiny-lipped, ginger-haired, terrorist-sympathizing boyfriend Brody, expecting his child and preparing to take a new job as Station Chief in Istanbul. Fans were left wondering how the show would evolve now that it wasn’t going to be Brody-centric, and I’m afraid this teaser trailer for the fourth season doesn’t tell us much. Thankfully, we can take comfort in the knowledge that while Brody is six-feet-under, Saul Berenson and Peter Quinn still have Carrie’s back.
Once upon a time, back when the internet was still relatively new and my parents house only had a dial-up modem, I was obsessed with Claire Danes. I used to spend hours looking at photos of her on her most popular fan site. I say hours because back in ye olden days, photos didn’t just LOAD all at once, lickity split fast, they revealed themselves slowwwwly, one segment of pixels at a time. Anyway, I was so interested in looking like Claire Danes and her character on “My So Called Life,” Angela Chase, that I was willing to waste hours of my time starring at a computer screen waiting for pictures of her to load so I could stare at them and compare myself and feel ugly and wonder if dying my hair Crimson Glow would change my life. It didn’t (but Tetracycline sure helped).
And now, here I am, 20 years later, coveting Claire’s outfit — her billowy red blouse, her crisp white blazer, her chic grey jeans, her rad sandals that thankfully are not Teva-esque — but the good news is, I’m not comparing myself to her. I’m thinking about how cute I’d look wearing the same thing! And this has been the story of my self-esteem’s evolution. Get the look yourself, after the jump! Keep reading »
“I don’t dance exactly like that. But Lena and I have a mutual friend, the incomparable Claire Danes, who is not just an amazing actress but a really fantastic dancer, and Claire and I dance together, pretty seriously. And I think Lena was imagining some sort of strange combination of Claire moves plus me moves plus Caroline moves. I guess when I dance, and maybe specifically when I dance with Claire, it’s a bit more Dancing with a capital D than it is dancing at a club. That’s how Lena saw it, at least. I remember her saying, ‘You know how you and Claire can kind of dance? That’s what I was imagining.’”
The new season of “Girls” is off to an interesting start, especially thanks to the appearance of Gaby Hoffmann in Sunday’s episode. Hoffman plays Adam’s quirky, hippie-dippie and at times mentally unstable sister Caroline, who vacillates between being super zen and pretty unhinged. Hoffmann spoke with NYMag.com’s Vulture blog about the role, and explained that she channeled mutual friend Claire Danes’ signature moves for the second scene above (there are two clips, one after the other). Keep reading »
Big, serious babies are the best. And Claire Danes and Hugh Dancy’s son Cyrus may just be the most adorable big, serious baby of them all. That head! Those cheeks! That expression! My ovaries are in a tizzy. He just looks like a Cyrus, doesn’t he? Click on to see a couple more photos of this little nugget. [Photos: Pacific Coast News] Keep reading »
“There are thousands of beautiful actresses in the world, women who look great in evening gowns and close-ups, their chins never wobbling, their eyes never puffy. I don’t think our Claire would have any interest in being one of them … That’s why we love her—she gives it to us straight, good or bad, just like a real friend would. Sometimes life gets ugly, and she’ll take us there, unafraid…It’s that unironic diligence that moves me most, her obvious enthusiasm to do good work. Luckily for us, Claire chooses to share her crumple face and her elegant face and all her faces in between. It’s just what we all would like to think we’re capable of, professionalism kissed by something better, a hint of the sublime.”
–Author Emma Straub so poetically describes why she’s part of “Generation Claire Danes.” It all started with Angela Chase’s “crumple face.” It certainly did. Please count me in. [Vogue]