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Nana is back in New Orleans after a week in London doing makeup for the Prometheus press tour. Fortunately, the other makeup artists on the film I'm shooting filled in for her so she could make sure the cast of Prometheus looked good for Access Hollywood. I'm only a little bitter, and that's only because I love having Nana around and I don't like to share her. But I understand that she is in a creative role and needs to consider her own career; I also understand that she has made sacrifices for me. Last year, she spent six months in Detroit doing my turn-of-the-century (20th century, that is) hairdo on Oz, instead of taking a job as head of the hair department on Snow White and the Huntsman. I don't want to talk about whether she made the right decision or not, but for the past year she has reminded me that she would have had a lot of fun creating all the hairstyles on Huntsman. Well, Huntsman is finally in theaters and, since we're currently shooting nights, we took the occasion of Nana's return to see a matinee showing; Iris, my Mexican producing associate, came along. There is a great theater called Canal Place on Canal and Decatur where they take your order at your seat and serve gourmet popcorn, salads, sandwiches and beer. Nana got the truffle-flavored popcorn and I got regular because the flavors usually get old after a few bites.

LA Weekly

Giving a fiery call-to-arms speech to a mass of assembled troops in a third act that has her essentially transformed into Joan of Arc, Stewart is miles outside her range, but she remains a great existential screen presence. There are a number of ‘supercuts’ floating around YouTube that mockingly catalog Stewart’s mannerisms — the sideways glances, the lip gnashed with the Chiclet overbite — but what the compilers fail to recognize is that many of our finest classical film actors have made brilliant careers from a single, essential expression.