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Who is the Sexiest Woman Alive?A abstruseness in four parts.
Clue #1: "She drinks gin.
Clue #2: "She building over everybody."
Clue #3: Shirley MacLaine.
You are witnessing the revelation.
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FADE IN:
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A man's articulation plays over the credits on an contrarily bare screen. This is the writer, speaking to himself
WRITER (VOICE-OVER)
The Chateau Marmont is the kiss of afterlife in a celebrity profile. I see the words Chateau Marmont, and I aloof stop reading.
ESTABLISHING SHOT of the CHATEAU MARMONT, apish auberge on the Sunset Strip in Hollywood.
WRITER (V.O.)
It's like aperture a cine with a voice-over. Who listens?
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EXT. HOTEL COURTYARD -- DAY
The sun avalanche analogously on abandoned tables set for lunch. The auberge bears the accomplished attending of a European castle, re-created area it should not be.
WRITER (V.O.)
No, be positive. It's good. You accept a table outside. You got actuality first. She will accommodated you at the table, and you will angle and attending her anon in the eye. Don't attending her up and down. There will be affluence of time to attending at her. There will be pictures in the magazine. Bodies abandoned attending at the pictures anyway.
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CLOSE SHOT of the antecedent folio of this magazine. A duke turns the folio absolute photos of CHARLIZE THERON, Esquire's Sexiest Woman Alive, apparent in abounding for the aboriginal time -- supine, in a atramentous bra, on a bed somewhere.
WRITER (V.O.)
Maybe I should buy her something. A token. I like to accord gifts. That's absolutely true. I should address a cavalcade on that. Gifting. Don't accomplish verbs out of nouns. That would be a acceptable rule. I could accord her candy. Or cigarettes. She smokes.
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EXT. INTERSECTION, L.A.
Men are at work. CHARLIZE THERON, 32, sits in cartage in her SUV. She bangs the council caster in frustration. She has dressed in a rush, clothes yanked on: bound halter, adhering top, shorts up to here. Gigantic sunglasses. She looks at the clock, afresh slides her duke -- longish, slender, adorned by a distinct tiny arena -- beyond the seat, affairs an iPhone from her purse, and dials her publicist.
CHARLIZE
I'm late. You charge to alarm and let him apperceive I'm on the way.
(beat)
And acquisition out how you accent that name.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. HOTEL COURTYARD
CLOSE ON CHARLIZE's face. She looks into the camera and pulls off her sunglasses.
CHARLIZE
I'm bad.
She stands, waiflike and hard-edged all at once, in advanced of the WRITER, who sits at a table amid two hedgerows. A backpack of Marlboro Lights sits in the apple-pie ashtray, unopened.
WRITER
No. Not bad. Aloof late. Everyone is late.
CHARLIZE
You weren't. You were apparently early.
WRITER
I've been backward before. I promise.
CHARLIZE
I've been apprehensive how to accent your name.
WRITER
It's easy.
CHARLIZE looks about at the growing cafeteria crowd, acquisitive she doesn't apperceive anyone.
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WRITER (V.O.)
Celebrities are consistently out of proportion. Too big for the amplitude they are in. Or too small. They glance, fidget, consistently aiming for a moment you can't see, until aggregate they do becomes a ritual of affect. They continued to sit in the darkest corners in the restaurant. They pretend they don't like actuality watched. Please. Such pretense. But this one...
CLOSE ON CHARLIZE's face. Her eyes authority the boring of the camera directly, disarmingly. Aback she was younger, she looked like she knew she was hot. Now she looks like a actuality who knows absolutely what's activity on -- aggregate sorted and affluent in the achievability of desire, aggregate aching and cheap, atrocious and bond in the apple about her -- and it does not alarm her.
WRITER
I bought you cigarettes.
CHARLIZE
No, you didn't. You did! I quit. Well, I'm quitting.
WRITER
Oh, Jesus. What fun is a continued chat afterwards cigarettes?
CLOSE ON CHARLIZE's mouth, her aperture angled in her accurate smile, adult and knowing, a little bit leering, aloof candied abundant that you feel wont to accept some connection, some abstruse amid you. This is the big ambush of sexiness. The big lie. But it's no ambush at all for her. She bites bottomward on the backpack of cigarettes and unspools the cellophane with her teeth, a adorable and accustomed dissection.
CHARLIZE
Now you're bad.
CHARLIZE grabs the armchair abutting to the WRITER and puts her legs up. They are as continued as the afternoon.
CHARLIZE
I accept been alive on that. On not actuality late. And I've been accomplishing better.
The aide brings her drink. She squeezes the lime, licks the abstract from her fingers.
WRITER
What did you do this morning?
CHARLIZE
I was affairs weeds in my fishpond.
WRITER
Alone?
CHARLIZE
My dogs were with me.
The biographer looks at CHARLIZE's hands. They authority steady, cigarette bankrupt on a bottomward tilt. She draws hard. Her nails are clean.
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WRITER (V.O.)
It's this way with admirable women. You consistently achievement they are alone.
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P.O.V. SHOT of CHARLIZE's hands, from her point of view, tugging in the fungus in a ample fishpond. She is covered in the slime, wet with it. Alive in cut-offs and a T-shirt. She is pulling, yanking, at the earth. She grew up on a farm. She knows what assignment is. She stands and draws a wet duke beyond her face.
WRITER (V.O.)
She devours whatever she looks at, afterwards acquisitiveness or arrogance, artlessly because the apple delights her. It tastes acceptable to her. She's accessible to allocution to. Talking is fun for her. She will altercate and cajole, bend from one accountable to another.
BACK TO SCENE:
CHARLIZE is absent in a moment. Suddenly, she seems sad. She is sad. The WRITER, surprised, asks why, quietly.
CHARLIZE
My dogs. One of my dogs -- he died. He was aloof a absolute dog, you know? You could see his spirit. Bodies sensed it immediately. He watched you so deeply, he afraid about you. We begin him on the streets in Italy, ailing and array of mangy. I formed to accomplish him able-bodied and brought him aback to alive with me here. Fuck. He was his own creature. He acclimated to aberrate away, up the beach, and bodies would alarm me and say he was two afar away, that he'd appear for a visit. They weren't angry. They admired it. He looked in on people, affectionate of watched over them. Afresh he got so sick, and it was fast, and all I was larboard with was the faculty that he lived this ample activity and he didn't accord to any one actuality in the aboriginal place. So...
She stops talking, after-effects a duke at nothing. Her eyes are wet with tears. The WRITER looks at the sky, takes a sip of his drink, bushing the moment.
CHARLIZE
So he died. Two weeks ago. Six years old. So I'm activity that today. That's what I'm feeling.
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The arena fades, slowly, to the aforementioned conversation, a few account later. CHARLIZE is bedlam now.
WRITER
Really? There are movies of castigation you hate?
CLOSE ON CHARLIZE, animated at the anticipation of regret, as if the abstraction were a bald amusement. The WRITER construes this as braveness.
CHARLIZE
Reindeer Games. That was a bad, bad, bad movie. But alike admitting the cine ability suck, I got to assignment with John Frankenheimer. I wasn't lying to myself -- that's why I did it. I mean, he directed The Manchurian Candidate, which is like the cine of all movies. Fuck regret. Aloof fuck it.
WRITER (V.O.)
See? Smart. Hard-assed. Appealing funny. She runs with these stories, and while she does, I accept to look. That's what this job is: bubbler with the Sexiest Woman Alive. And I accept to point out -- admitting my affection that wants not to affront women -- that there is a lot of flesh. There are a lot of genitalia -- bistered arms, alike the tips of her fingers, aback she jabs the air to accomplish a point. I accept to look. To set her up as a alternation of parts, and present her as a whole.
EXT. HOTEL -- LATER
CHARLIZE smokes a cigarette with her legs up. She spins the ice in her glass.
CHARLIZE
I grew up on a farm.
WRITER
I know. In South Africa.
CHARLIZE
Once, we were ambidextrous with a basin -- my mom was, anyhow -- that they had to ample in. The accomplished thing. And that confused her. My mom, she drained it and took every angle in this huge tanker barter and confused them to addition lake. We were aback there aftermost year. And there was this lake, abounding of those fish, and I looked at her and said, "You did this. You fabricated this."
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EXT. LAKE, SOUTH AFRICA
A eyes of CHARLIZE. The sun avalanche in continued askew columns. This is the writer's construct. CHARLIZE sits on a little armchair in the average of a sprawling plain, legs up, smoker a cigarette. We go CLOSE on her face. She speaks, as if to the writer.
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CHARLIZE
You did this.
BACK TO SCENE:
The WRITER snaps to, picks up his pen, canonizing he has a job to do.
WRITER
You apperceive what I need?
CHARLIZE
What do you need?
WRITER
I charge to see you affective about in the world. I can't aloof brainstorm this stuff. I charge to see you accomplishing approved things. Like in your aboriginal Esquire interview. Your mom gave you a ride. You went up to the writer's room. I mean, that is banal actual appropriate there. It'd be easier if I can see you accomplishing something.
CHARLIZE
What, you don't like the Chateau?
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INT. WRITER'S HOUSE
TITLE: TWO WEEKS EARLIER
The WRITER is on the buzz in his office, accepting aloof formed out of bed. His cup of coffee balances on his knee. He's speaking to his editor, arena arch online as they talk.
WRITER
I'm abiding she'll be fun. I don't affliction what we do. Aloof one thing: No cafeteria at the Chateau Marmont. That's the kiss of death.
The WRITER sips his coffee and listens.
WRITER
Exactly. Right. I don't know. We could go bowling. Aloof not the Chateau. Nope. Never been. I don't alike apperceive what it looks like.
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EXT. HOTEL COURTYARD
Back at the hotel, the hedges acceleration up dully. It is as deadened and quiet as an abandoned golf course.
WRITER
It's not such a abundant ambience for the piece. How do you alarm it? Meantime, I accept to watch you. You assume to get that. But I'll aloof acquaint you that I abhorrence anecdotic women's bodies. What am I activity to say? Stunning? Red-hot? Abundant eyes? Fucking wow?
CHARLIZE laughs, a glottal laugh, and her arch avalanche back, advertisement her close to the apple with a affectionate of joy. It is so...long.
WRITER
But you don't assume to apperception me adorable at you. You assume unfazed.
CHARLIZE shrugs and smiles, as if watching a adolescent ascertain some truth.
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WRITER
And I don't feel like I'm accomplishing my job. We're aloof sitting here. I mean, we're lounging. You haven't confused in blaster minutes.
CHARLIZE
I know. I absolutely abhorrence it here. I didn't appetite to appear here.
WRITER
What?
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INT. ESQUIRE OFFICE
TITLE: ONE WEEK EARLIER
The WRITER sits at his desk, reading, with his anxiety up. DAVID WALTERS, abettor editor, twenty-sixish, albino and bearded, leans over the top of the cubicle. He's a acute guy. Went to Duke.
WALTERS
I aloof batten to Amanda. She says Charlize insists on the Chateau.
WRITER
Fuck.
WALTERS
I know. You accept with that?
WRITER
What best do I have?
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EXT. HOTEL COURTYARD
CHARLIZE pinches her eye shut adjoin a waft of smoke.
CHARLIZE
What best do I have? I can't go anywhere. Not if we appetite to talk. This is L.A. I mean, if you can acquisition me some taco place, a abode area we can go, sit around, alcohol beers, altercate politics, and be larboard alone, afresh booty me there. I'll go with you. I'm yours. Those places don't abide for me. There aren't any little joints for me.
The awning FREEZES. The accomplishments fades, the moment at the Chateau untiles itself in some appearance and is replaced, retiled, and patched in all about CHARLIZE and the WRITER, who are aback sitting beyond from anniversary added at an abandoned taco joint, addition abode of the writer's contrivance, this one grittier in detail than the lake, blithely lit by the backward afternoon sun.
CHARLIZE and the WRITER are in the average of something, article like an argument, article like a hashing out amid friends. The abode is the WRITER's daydream, but the chat is real.
CHARLIZE
So what do you anticipate will appear with Roe v. Wade?
WRITER
I'm the writer. I ask the questions.
CHARLIZE
Just acquaint me. Aloof say it.
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The WRITER takes a chaw of his taco and looks accomplished her, out the window. Traffic, faces, movement. No one looks in. He knows bodies would pay to barter places with him.
WRITER
I dunno. I accept they won't annul it. I accept they'll aloof incrementally accomplish it tougher and tougher to get an abortion. It feels like they accept a plan. I accept they'll use the diction of Roe v. Wade to do aggregate but annul it.
CHARLIZE
Like they did with Brown v. Board of Education.
WRITER
Yeah. Sneaky. Like that.
CHARLIZE
See, I acquaint my accompany that and they beam at me. They anticipate I'm panicking.
WRITER
Maybe so.
CHARLIZE
The changes are small, but they add up. A lot changes in one lifetime. Aback I was a little babe in South Africa, bodies acicular to America as a array of example. It seemed sensible, principled, absolute in an admirable way.
WRITER
Now?
CHARLIZE
(chewing)
Wherever I go, no one wants to allocution about America as a superpower. It's all about India and China. What's their model? What's abutting for them? They're the superpowers now. Not us.
WRITER
Do bodies still anticipate of you as South African?
CHARLIZE
People still say, "What do you know? You're an African." But they said that to me in Africa, too. "Go aback to Europe." But I fucking told them I was an African. I apperceive what I am now, too. I'm American. I will fucking say it, too. I grew up in a country that abstruse the assignment that you can't appoint your way of activity on twenty-six altered kinds of bodies aloof because you alarm yourself righteous. I anticipate there are acquaint this country still has to learn. Doesn't beggarly they can't be learned.
WRITER
Does that accept annihilation to do with why you did In the Valley of Elah? I mean, it's a war movie. A kid goes AWOL afterwards advancing home from Iraq, and you're the detective aggravating to advice his parents acquisition out what happened. It's confusing, it's ambiguous, it's about answerability and assignment and -- it's great.
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CHARLIZE
I capital to accomplish the cine absolutely because it evades formulas about guilt. It's adamantine to acquaint things in black-and-white now, during this war. I'm fatigued to ambiguity, The bare attending on the kid's face at the end -- it algid me. It was absolutely what was alleged for -- the faculty that these soldiers had been attenuated to the point area if at any accustomed time one of them wasn't actuality violent, addition one would have.
They are quiet now. It is the two of them, in the taco joint, some tiny storefront on La Cienega. We cull back, through the window, out accomplished her SUV. We apprehend the biographer again, this time talking to us.
WRITER (V.O.)
She said all this, but of advance we didn't go to a taco joint. She capital to, absolutely did, but we didn't. Couldn't.
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CLOSE ON a folio in Esquire, assuming a letter to the editor from a reader, circled in red:
"Another affection biographer robs the spotlight from his subject. Kyle Marvin, Ypsilanti, Mich."
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INT. CHARLIZE'S BEDROOM -- MORNING
TITLE: ONE WEEK LATER
Charlize sits up in bed, cutting annihilation but a catchbasin top, her beard apprenticed into an unnaturally adorable wedge, blame a abysmal sleep, close peace. Clothes broadcast on the floor, ashtray on the windowsill. She is on the buzz with the WRITER, who has alleged from the East Coast to chase up.
CHARLIZE
(laughing)
Ah, shit. You're activity to accept to impaired me down, aren't you? That's right. Go ahead. You wouldn't appetite me to complete scary. Impaired me down.
WRITER
Hey, hey, hey, I'm not activity to do that. I'm not activity to impaired you down. I'm aloof saying, talking about Roe v. Wade, about the war, about the Supreme Court? Not sexy. We talked about this. I aloof accept to abbreviate that allotment of the chat is all. I'm not dumbing --
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CHARLIZE
We had an acute conversation. We talked politics, sure. But I talked about my dog dying. I fucking cried about it in advanced of you. That's appealing rare. Attractiveness is attenuate at least, isn't it?
WRITER
I agree. I mean, sure. Yes. But we never went anywhere. I mean, there was no taco place. I never alike saw you move.
CHARLIZE
I anticipate you saw me get up to pee.
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EXT. HOTEL COURTYARD
Returning to the hotel, little has changed. Altered waiters. The courtyard is now empty, a half-eaten rib eye sits on CHARLIZE's plate. She wants this boxed for her dogs.
WRITER
You get worried? Talking about this stuff?
CHARLIZE
I abandoned anguish about the details. Bodies apprehend that you accept a drink, or God forbid, you accept a cigarette in your duke while you're drinking, and all of a abrupt you're falling apart.
WRITER
Nobody says you're falling apart.
CHARLIZE
And if you say the chat fuck once, they don't let go of it.
WRITER
You said it like nine times in the aftermost bristles minutes.
CHARLIZE pushes her bowl forward, puts her anxiety up again. She takes out a cigarette.
CHARLIZE
Have you been counting my drinks, too?
WRITER
I apperceive what you drank.
CHARLIZE
Two. I had two drinks.
WRITER
I know.
CHARLIZE
You had five.
WRITER
Seven. I had two afore you got here.
CHARLIZE
Fuck.
WRITER
I was early. And I absolved here, remember.
CHARLIZE pushes up from the table and stands.
CHARLIZE
I accept to pee, Tom. Afresh we'll get out of here.
She rises and presses both easily adjoin her belly, either because she needs to pee or she is aggravating to centermost herself. But the action is amazing and subtle. One forgets how alpine she is. The easily assume to arresting the end of things -- the conversation, the banter, the lunch. Certainly the movie. The camera holds on this. It's an accessible shot, a admirable woman with her easily laid beyond the beef of her collapsed belly.
CLOSE ON the WRITER's face, clearheaded, appreciative, he nods a little, attestant this time to article grand. As she walks away, she charge apperceive the WRITER is watching her, and she charge apperceive that her figure, acceptable about architecturally on her aerial heels, takes the sex with her. At the bend of the hedge, CHARLIZE turns and meets the WRITER's eyes. He is bent staring, but neither of them is afraid or ashamed by his gaze. He brand apropos her, and she doesn't apperception actuality looked at. They accept told anniversary added this much.
*****
Who is the Sexiest Woman Alive?A abstruseness in four parts.
Clue #1: "She drinks gin.
Clue #2: "She building over everybody."
Clue #3: Shirley MacLaine.
You are witnessing the revelation.
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