“Here I am, Hollywood!”
Lily Gladstone was sitting in the front seat of a beat-up jeep on the outskirts of Los Angeles’ Griffith Park, striking a pose in a fringed red Tom Ford number and shiny spike heels, when she flung her arms wide and made that dramatic pronouncement. And then she smiled, in that Lily Gladstone way that always seems to imply that she’s in on the joke but she’s not giving too much away. You see that look a lot in Martin Scorsese’s “Killers of the Flower Moon,” the epic drama that has put this Native American actress from the Blackfeet Nation in a position where she has every right to say, “Here I am, Hollywood!”
But the smile undercut the bravado instantly, and made it clear she saw straight through to the silliness in this whole enterprise.
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