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If Kempt Ran the Oscars...

  • Najib Benouar

Aaron Taylor Johnson

We couldn’t help ourselves. With the Oscars only days away and awards season coming to a head, we felt honor-bound to weigh in on the subject of style, cinema and the intersection of the two.

So we collected our memories of the past year’s worth of handsomeness on film and tried to nail down exactly what made each film stylish—much like the actual Oscars, we’re breaking down the movie by individual garment performance, not just handing out awards willy-nilly.

So without further ado, the Oscar for Best Cardigan in a Supporting Role goes to...»

Eva Green Has Just Eaten an Extremely Spicy Taco


The Word “Sultry” Is Used: We can never see too many profiles of Eva Green. [Details]

The Jeans Remain Untouched: A detailed history of Seinfeld’s Nike collecton. We’ll come out and say it: not a stylish man. [Complex]

A Dedicated Follower of Fashion: Ray Davies of the Kinks was once shot while chasing a purse snatcher in New Orleans. Now you know. [Vulture]

Going Green: Here’s an enormous pile of fake money. Use it in good health. [Better Living Through Design]

Green with Anticipation


We were skimming through Vanity Fair when we came across this alluring picture and potentially earth-shaking bit of information: Eva Green’s next film—demurely titled Cracks—concerns lesbian awakenings at an all-girls school. Ms. Green plays the stern-but-curious swim coach, naturally.

We’re understandably excited, partially because of Ms. Green’s involvement and partially because of the plot’s similarity to a number of straight-to-cable films we saw in the mid-90s. We'd say Sapphic boarding school dramas are about due for a comeback.

Quantum Leap


We’re already more than hyped for *Quantum of Solace*, the new Bond film due in November, but before now we were relying on a teaser trailer and a few posters, which didn’t reveal much more than our protagonist’s preference for lightweight fabrics and heavyweight weaponry. Until now, that is.

The newly released trailer gives us a closer look at the sequel, a closer look at new Bond girl Gemma Arterton, and a glimpse at the surprising direction our favorite secret agent is heading. Apparently one place he’s heading is towards sequential plots; this one picks up right at the end of *Casino Royale*, with a heartbroken Bond out for vengeance. Unlike Connery’s Bond—whose relationship towards his companions was somewhat more casual—this Bond is shaping up to be mopey, vengeful and more than a little emo.

Not that we’re judging. We’d find Eva Green pretty hard to get over too.

See the trailer here»

The New Bond Girl Next Door


Ah, the Bond Girl—intended as a paragon of her species, the female foil and flame of cinema's ultimate embodiment of masculinity says more about what we wish women were than what they are. Beginning with Ursula Andress (who emerged Aphrodite-like from the surf), the history of Bond's beauties is a long and luscious chronicle of our desires both sublime (Barbara Bach's Agent XXX) and ignoble (Denise Richards' Dr. Christmas Jones).

Read more about the new Bond beauty »