The Cut - Evan Rachel Wood Faced Her Fear

“Hello, mister man,” Evan Rachel Wood sings in a twangy falsetto, staring up at the penthouse balcony of the Chateau Marmont. She laughs self-consciously before diving back into the Alanis Morrisette song. “You didn’t think I’d come back.” More laughter. “You didn’t think I’d show up with my army and this ammunition on my back.” Then suddenly, in the same breath, she is somber, looking at the ground as the setting sun burns an outline around the Gothic-style hotel that crowns L.A.’s Sunset Strip. “That is one thing I know that he did not bank on,” she says. “I think he really thought he had me.”

He, as you may suspect, is Marilyn Manson. And for Wood, being back here brings up complicated feelings.

Humanity is doomed. An Indian court Tuesday upheld a ban on wearing hijab in classrooms. For all our joking and teasing, Americans really do love Canada. Sweden is the feminist capital of the world. So why isn’t it letting women tell their Me Too stories? A reminder: Don’t take the sounds of nature for granted — for 3 billion years, life was nearly silent. An exciting new treaty could be plastics’ symbolic equivalent of the Paris Agreement on climate change and, in its provisions, likely even more far reaching. Despite fears surrounding Russia’s reported threats, astronaut Mark Vande Hei will not be marooned in space after all. And Her is happening.

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