Or whatever is called the thing you feel when you’re a girl and you, really, like a girl and you’re not gay. You don’t even know the girl, she’s Alicia Vikander and if you don’t know who she is, then… Neah, I’m sure you know who she is.
Yes, I guess you can call me a groupie. But, actually, I feel like I could be bffs with her. Like Chip and Dale are.
And hey, it’s Alice-ee-ah, not Ah-LEE-shah, because she is Swedish and this is how Swedish people roll. Their tongues, that is. Lol.
Alicia came into my living room, playing the role of Queen Caroline Mathilde in Nikolaj Arcel’s historical drama, A Royal Affair, alongside Mads Mikkelsen, a beautiful film to watch under the blanket, in pajamas, over red wine. You can keep the setup and watch Joe Right’s romantic drama, Anna Karenina.
A film to watch with friends is Alex Garland’s science fiction psychological thriller Ex-Machina, where Alicia plays the role of the the android with artificial intelligence, Ava. Or Guy Ritchie’s action film The Man From U.N.C.L.E. and prepare to fall in love with Vikander, all over again. A Royal Affair was the first time. This will be the second, I promise you. Looks, brains, humour and talent.
Ritchie’s film made me want to have bangs again after trying not to for two whole years.
I have just done it.
Don’t watch the trailers, please. Let yourself be surprised. It’s a movie. You’re not moving in with it. You can do it!
Guy Ritchie’s film is the first I noticed the sparkle in Alicia’s eyes matching the clothes she wore in. She seemed to have enjoyed it and I googled it like there was no tomorrow.
She is a style star and she was my favourite at this year’s Golden Globes and Critics Choice Awards (she won the award for Best Supporting Actress for her role in The Danish Girl, can not wait to see it!) not only because I like her (a lot!), but because she shined.
Jk. Like that.
So, there, how not to fall?
Should I call?