Margot Robbie

[dangerouscurves]

Yep. Her hair is always a miss.

 

[Charles]

I keep forgetting she's only 25. She has a much more mature look to her.

 

[jooa]

Margot Robbie Plays A Game Of M.A.T.C.H. For Oyster #108
The cover star of Oyster #108: The Origins Issue is Margot Robbie, an actor who needs little introduction for anyone who grew up on a nightly dose of Neighbours or caught a little film called The Wolf of Wall Street.
Writer Sarah Nicole Prickett sat down with Margot in LA to play a game of M.A.T.C.H. during which details about Margot's mum, tea preference and versatile laugh emerged. Read an excerpt from the story below and grab a copy of our May issue for the whole enchilada.

The game of M.A.T.C.H. is simple. It's an acronym for the various structures you might one day, depending on your fortune, call home: Mansion, Attic, Toilet, Church, House. You write the five letters at the top of a piece of paper. Below you write the names of five places, usually cities or countries, in which you might live; five people you might marry; five makes of cars you might drive. You play the game with a partner, who takes a pen or pencil and makes marks on the paper until you, with your eyes closed, say stop. If the number of marks you happen to stop at is six, your partner crosses out every sixth option, going around and around the page until there is one option, no longer a choice, in each category.

Margot Robbie gets the number three because she's impatient, or eager, or both. She is one of the most-wanted actresses in Hollywood. She is 25 years old; 26 in July. Her next movie, The Legend of Tarzan, comes out the day before her birthday; she plays Jane to Alexander Skarsgård's Tarzan. The one after that is Suicide Squad, scheduled for release early August; she plays Harley Quinn. These two movies have a combined budget of $500 million.

On a page torn from my notebook, we start the game.

Around us is the pianissimo sound of breakfast music. The sun has been up for four hours casting a lemon-cream glow over the long, trellised roof of the Cavatina, a restaurant at the Sunset Marquis that before noon is languid, sparsely populated. Robbie's hair is drying from the pool. Two things put her in a good mood, no matter what she has to do that day. The first is a proper swim. A Gold Coast native who surfs and dives, she hates not being near a body of water. The second is a cup of tea, like the one getting cold on the table. Upstairs in her suitcase she has five hundred bags of Dilmah, a brand of Ceylon tea she says she can only get in Australia. She was back with her mum a few weeks ago; she goes back as often as she can, but it's never for long enough, and sometimes it will be half or two-thirds of a year before she can catch a flight south.

Robbie has been living in LA for two weeks in a one-bedroom suite, which is to say, a cross between a mansion (luxurious) and an attic (sequestered, or cramped). Her life right now is less lush than it sounds, she swears. For one thing, she shares a bed with her best friend and assistant, Sophia Kerr. Soph, as Robbie calls her, was her best friend before she was her assistant, which is definitely the order in which to do it, since celebrities whose assistants become their best friends strike everyone as maniacs or dopes. Margot is two things, I can say with certainty: she's busy, and she's grateful to be busy. After another two weeks of photoshoots and interviews and meetings, she will go home later than planned to London, where she shares a three-bedroom house with Soph, Josey, and Tom, her boyfriend since the middle of 2014. The four friends share not only living space but also a small production company, LuckyChap Entertainment.

"Like family" is the way Robbie describes her friends, or an ensemble cast, or a domestic arrangement. She grew up on the Gold Coast in Queensland with her "amazing woman" of a mother, Sarie, who works with disabled kids as a physiotherapist; her two younger brothers, Cameron and Lachlan; and her older sister, Anya. "We were a big family in a small house, which is very different from having a big family in a big house," she notes. Until the age of 16 she shared a room with Cameron that she painted herself: green walls, a pink ceiling, a yellow door. She says she's indecisive with small things — it takes her a few minutes, when the waiter comes, to decide on chicken-apple sausages and a brown-rice bowl — but quick to know when big things are the right ones. At 17 she landed a part on Neighbours playing Donna Freedman, an obsessive bisexual groupie who matured into a lovable but still-intense university student and fashion designer. After three years at the soap Margot moved to Hollywood. One of the most striking things about her, according to people who know her and are interviewed about her, is how much she hasn't changed.
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source: http://www.oystermag.com/margot-rob...the-wolf-of-wall-street-tarzan-and-neighbours

 

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When, at 20, her contract with Neighbours was up, Robbie went to Hollywood with a plan and a team in place — an Australian agent; an Amerian dialect coach. She got a supporting role as one of the stewardesses on Pan Am, a mile-high drama set in the turbulent 1960s starring Christina Ricci. The show tanked after a season — reviews were bad and her performance largely unremarked on. Robbie returned to L.A. where she auditioned, along with "every actress in town", to be the hot young wife to Leonardo DiCaprio's white collar–crime lord in The Wolf of Wall Street. By then she had signed with an agent at CAA. She got the part.


For all the vast and accelerated star-making machinery of our age, it's rare for an actress to have a breakout role in her first American movie, let alone a role opposite DiCaprio and directed by Scorsese. She had one role in a theatrical release before that in the bad British rom-com About Time, starring Rachel McAdams. In Wolf we are introduced to her character, Naomi, by a man's nostalgic, longing voiceover, and by the spectacle of said man stopping in his tracks to gaze at her. The scene is a pool party and she arrives in a tight teal dress with those wide cerulean eyes and gold-plated hoops, looking seven per cent taller and slimmer than Robbie does in life (we are finally in a time when A-list actresses don't have to be tinier in person, since whatever the camera adds, the retouchers take away). "I'd **** that girl if she were my sister," says one of Jordan/DiCaprio's asinine friends. "I'd let that girl give me AIDS," says another, upping the ante. Yet another whips his dick out in the foyer. It's an intro so farcical it begs you to say, 'She's not that hot,' and it is evidence of Robbie's incredible ability to disarm that Naomi appears to be thinking exactly the same thing.

"I was really glammed-up in Wolf," she explains, "so I said to my team, 'I'm never going to get anything other than that kind of glam thing now, so we need to do something where I'm dirty.'" She needed parts that were realistic, if not quite to the point of unappealing. In the World War II period piece Suite Française, she plays a dun-haired, buxom peasant-girl in occupied France who sleeps with a German officer to get by. In her first movie with her name on the poster, 2015's post-apocalypse drama Z for Zachariah, she's a tough-as-land Appalachian named Ann, and yes, both the male leads (Chiwetel Ejiofor and Chris Pine) want to sleep with her, but she's also the last woman on Earth. Currently Robbie is in talks to play "a working-class English waitress who's also a psychopath" in an undisclosed project, and LuckyChap is developing I, Tonya, a film in which she will test the limits of belief suspension to star as Tonya Harding, the white-trash American figure skater who's sometimes remembered as a sociopath; she's never remembered as a beauty, and Robbie looks more like Harding's rival, the Breck Girl–ish Nancy Kerrigan. It's a switch and a risk for someone who doesn't want to be the hot chick or sidekick, and it's a switch that was precipitated in late 2014, when David Ayer sent her the script for Suicide Squad. He asked her to play Harley Quinn — she didn't have to audition — and "for the first time," she says, "I thought that I had the best character in the movie. I wouldn't trade my character in Suicide Squad for anyone else's."


Harley Quinn is the coolest and best-selling character not only in Suicide Squad but in the Marvel and DC comic-book universes combined. A top hospital psychiatrist who falls in love with the Joker and becomes a low-level psycho in clownface, then a card-carrying member of the Rogues Gallery and at last a dramatically conflicted menace with a sick-sweet sense of humour, she is a complete package of hopelessly damaged goods. To be the first live-action cinematic incarnation of a female comic-book character, especially one so sui generis, is an absolute boon.


"The comics are rad," says Robbie. When she's excited about something, her warm voice gets scratchy, almost hoarse. "I hadn't read any growing up, but now I'm obsessed. I read them in my own time. We went to Comic-Con this year and I didn't get to be in and amongst it because we were shooting, but the energy is insane. People are nuts. I could go as Harley Quinn in the actual costume from the movie, and somebody there would have a better one."


Robbie's voice gets hoarse when she talks about random videos on YouTube. She learns regional accents by finding ordinary people — a little girl from Appalachia, say — and playing their videos on loop, but she also spends hours following link after link to get to "the weirdest ****, like videos of people exploding Diet Cokes by putting Mentos in them." She can't wait to watch a video I tell her about of Adele at an Adele impersonator contest. Ditto a supercut of Julianne Moore crying, which is relevant because Moore got her start on a soap opera, kind of like Robbie, and also like Harley Quinn, whose roller-derby court-jester look was inspired by a dream sequence starring Arleen Sorkin on Days of Our Lives. Robbie loves the randomness of this trivia. She describes Neighbours as boot camp for actors, and remembers being able to cry as easily as smile, which is weird, she says, because in real life she never really cries.


If Robbie had a supercut, it would be of her laughing. "I have a horrible laugh," she moans. "I sound like a crow protecting its young. Then you meet those girls who laugh like, 'A-ha-ha-ha!'" Her a-ha-ha-hais a fine piece of mockery, an uncanny Valley girl laugh. "And you're like, '**** you. Let loose. Give us a real laugh.' But my friends would always say, when they would watch one of my movies or whatever, 'I was watching it and I honestly didn't see you. It wasn't you. I was totally in it. And then you laughed and I was like, 'Oh, it's Margot, that's right.' And I was like, 'Shoot, I've really gotta work on that. I've gotta come up with a different laugh for each character because it'll take people out of it for a minute.'" For the role of Harley Quinn she came up with as many laughs as personalities, from a low warning giggle to a demented s****** to, most terrifyingly, a silent and open-mouthed jeer. The night before our interview I watch the trailer three times, and by the time I get to breakfast the only character I can remember in it is hers.


In the game, her five options for careers to have are: movie star, stage star, Adele impersonator, tampon-disposal worker, and stripper. The stripper one is half appealing, half unappealing, "because it could be fun but your family won't be happy about it."


Suicide Squadpremieres on August 4, 2016.
Read the full feature on Margot Robbie in Oyster #108: The Origins Issue, out now!

 

[CuTe_ClAsSy]

I'm still mad they cancelled Pan Am.

 

[jooa]

Margot Robbie on the cover VOGUE US, June 2016


and in an editorial "Margot Robbie and Alexander Skarsgård in Modern Tarzan and Jane Fashion", photographed by Mert Alas and Marcus Piggott






source: http://www.vogue.com/slideshow/13436015/margot-robbie-alexander-skarsgard-summer-fashion/

Tarzan’s Margot Robbie on Why She’s No Damsel in Distress

With two major blockbusters on the horizon, her own production company, and a take-no-prisoners approach to the world at large, Margot Robbie is summer’s brightest-burning Hollywood star.

When Margot Robbie popped up in The Big Short last year for a 60-second cameo—by definition, playing herself—to explain what “shorting” a bond means while drinking Dom Pérignon in the bathtub of a billionaire’s Malibu condo, I subconsciously shorted her. Here, it seemed, was that girl who invites you to stare and then tells you to **** off if you stare for too long. The fact that just two years prior she so ferociously inhabited the role of the hottest gold digger in the history of cinema in Martin Scorsese’s The Wolf of Wall Street, permanently lodging herself in the collective male libido, served only to reinforce my concern that she might be some new breed of high-maintenance superpredator. Thankfully, the cameo turned out to be a clever little lie in a movie all about big fat ones. This was Margot Robbie playing her caricature—the retrograde Playboy fantasy in permanent soft-focus.


It comes as a surprise, then—a relief, even—to meet Robbie in April on the Santa Monica Pier and discover that she’s not remotely like the manipulative sex kittens she’s been so eerily good at portraying on the screen. It’s Robbie’s idea that we take a trapeze class together, and so here we are, smack dab in the middle of an amusement park over the water. Robbie, in yoga pants and a white tank top, her hair pulled up into a messy ponytail, goes entirely unrecognized, which has something to do with the fact that, dressed for a workout with no makeup, she looks like every third person you pass in Southern California—but prettier. She is smaller and more compact than I had imagined, and has the athletic mien of someone who played sports in high school, along with the graceful gait and natural poise of a woman who’s used to moving through the world on the balls of her feet like a dancer.

 

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I assumed Robbie had taken up the trapeze for one of the very physically demanding roles she plays in two big studio movies coming out back-to-back this summer—Jane in The Legend of Tarzan, costarring Alexander Skarsgård and directed by David Yates, in July, followed by the cultishly beloved psychopath Harley Quinn in Suicide Squad, based on a task force of characters from DC Comics and directed by David Ayer, which comes out in August and seems bound to turn her into a household name—but I had assumed wrong. When Robbie was growing up in Australia, her mother sent her off to circus school—she received her “trapeze certificate” when she was eight. She hadn’t given it a thought in years, though, until she began having a recurring dream not long ago in which she was flying through the air, high above the net under the big top. “I couldn’t stop thinking about that stupid dream,” she says, and so she found this place and took a few classes. “I feel like I missed my calling.” She chalks her hands and gets ready to climb up to the platform.

One of our instructors, Kenna, a daffy redhead wearing comically large yellow sunglasses, remembers Robbie from her last visit. As Kenna is buckling us into our safety harnesses, she asks Robbie what part of Australia she’s from. “Gold Coast in Queensland,” says Robbie, her accent thickening at the mere mention of her homeland. “I watch a lot of really trashy TV,” says Kenna, “including Australia’s Next Top Model, and the girls from Gold Coast are definitely not respected by girls from Sydney and Melbourne.” Robbie laughs knowingly and says no, but because she has just slipped into full-on Australian-accent mode, it comes out as neeerrroh! “I had no idea I was living in a state that gets laughed at until I moved to Melbourne,” says Robbie, “and then someone was like, ‘Ohrrr, yar from Queensland, eh? You put “Eh?” on the end of your sentences because you’re all a bit slow.’ And I was like, ‘Is this a thing? That Queensland is the dumb state?’ It’s so embarrassing.”
At that, another instructor, CR, appears to teach us the finer points of trapeze. There are moments of weightlessness at the peak of each swing from the bar, which is when you want to change positions, or “throw the trick.” “As long as you make the change at the right time,” he says, “you hardly have to break a sweat. It’s all about timing.”

Robbie (precisely, elegantly) throws one trick after another—the set split, the set straddle, the penny roll—with what looks like little effort. “She’s disgustingly good at it,” says Kenna as we stand on the pier watching her above us, and I cannot help thinking that these exact skills apply to Robbie’s life down here on the ground: She has consistently displayed a knack for making her moves at exactly the right moment, no sweat. At seventeen, with very little acting experience to speak of—a few school plays, some commercials, a low-budget flick she describes as “barely even a student film”—she moved to Melbourne and landed a part on the Australian soap opera Neighbours, the longest-running drama in the country’s history, a gig she had for three years. In 2011—after working very hard with a dialect coach to perfect an American accent—she moved to Los Angeles and immediately got a part on the short-lived TV series Pan Am. A supporting role in Richard Curtis’s coming-of-age rom-com About Time followed, and then she was cast as Naomi—that minx from Bay Ridge—in The Wolf of Wall Street. It was a career-defining performance, one that left people agape: Who’s that?

As Jared Leto, her costar in Suicide Squad, puts it, “She took a role that other people would have had a very difficult time with and elevated it to something spectacular. To be able to stand alongside Leo [DiCaprio], one of the titans of the industry, and be there face-to-face, blow for blow, and not only hold her ground but really shine, was kind of a rare, explosive discovery. It reminded me of Michelle Pfeiffer in Scarface.”

At first, Robbie wasn’t even sure she wanted to play such a shrewd ballbuster. “When I first read it, I thought, I have nothing in common with her. I hate her. It was a really tricky one to get my head around. But her motivation was ‘You guys are doing it—why shouldn’t I? It’s this man’s world, and I’m going to get mine.’ And I understand that.”

Now, two years later, at 25, she’s the girl of the moment, on the cusp of a very big summer. The Legend of Tarzan, as directed by Yates, who brought us the best of the Harry Potter movies, is an A-movie reboot of a B-movie franchise, one that the filmmakers hope will lift the character up out of the swamp of kitsch and into the twenty-first century. When Warner Bros.—having kept a close eye on the dailies while Robbie was shooting Focus with Will Smith in late 2013—approached her about playing Jane, her first reaction was: Not for me. “There’s no way I was going to play the damsel in distress,” she says. But then she read the script. “It just felt very epic and big and magical in some way. I haven’t done a movie like that. The Harry Potter films could have been really cheesy, but David Yates made them into something dark and cool and real—plus it was shooting in London, and I, on a whim, had just signed a lease on a house there.” For Yates, “an unpretentiousness, a real pragmatism, was evident from the moment I met her. There’s something very true about her, and those qualities were very important for Jane—someone who’s open to experience the beauty of the world.”

Naturally, sooner or later, Tarzan meets Jane. “I met her in L.A. about a year before we shot the movie,” says Skarsgård, “just before The Wolf of Wall Street came out. She lived in this tiny studio apartment in Hollywood. We were supposed to just have coffee and talk about the project, but we spent the entire day together. I remember being blown away by how cool and down-to-earth she was. And then Wolf came out, and she went from relative obscurity to being the hottest actress in Hollywood.” When Tarzan finally started shooting in London, “she was living in a house with six other people,” says Skarsgård, “kind of a frat-house vibe, and on weekends she would go to Amsterdam and sleep in bunk beds in a youth hostel with Canadian backpackers, or to some music festival in Northern England and sleep in a tent. She’s not precious at all.”

The story of Suicide Squad, meanwhile, is that all of the bad guys in the superhero world who are locked up in prison are offered a chance to do some good—a suicide mission, if you will—to get their sentences reduced. Harley Quinn is both the shrink and the girlfriend of the Joker, played by Leto. “She doesn’t even have superpowers,” says Robbie. “She’s just a psychopath who runs around gleefully killing people—she finds joy in causing mayhem, which makes her weirdly endearing and fun to watch.”

The role, says Ayer, demands “a lot of heavy lifting for an actor. But she’s a tough girl, and she’s incredibly smart and mature beyond her years. She has ridiculous depth, and she’s never been coddled, so she’s very physically courageous. The things she was doing herself as far as stunts, you wouldn’t believe. There’s only a handful of actors who do that sort of work themselves.”

source: http://www.vogue.com/13435036/margot-robbie-june-cover-wolf-of-wall-street-jane-legend-of-tarzan/

 

[BagOuttaHell]

No Offense to Anyone But Margot Robbie Is Not 25


In the cover story of Vogue’s June issue, Australian actress Margot Robbie is referred to as Hollywood’s 25-year-old “girl of the moment.” This description (written by a man) is both irritating and untrue, as writers should not be describing women as “girls,” and 30-year-old women should not be described as “25.”

Robbie’s age has been the subject of the internet’s (as well as my former coworker’s) fascination for several years, and with good reason. Though there are plenty of rumors about actors and actresses who lie about their ages, those who don’t believe Robbie is actually 25 are in the unique position of having receipts. Or, at least, something close to them.

In June of 2008, The Sydney Morning Herald had a few things to say about an up-and-coming actress named Margot Robbie. They wrote:

The fresh crop of Neighbours actors was in Sydney yesterday. One of the newest, Margot Robbie, had her first appearance on air on Monday, playing a groupie with stalker tendencies. The 23-year-old actress from the Gold Coast opted to attend a Sex And The City: The Movie screening instead of staying home to watch the episode.

That Margot Robbie was a 23-year-old actress in 2008 and a 25-year-old actress in 2016 could mean one of two things: either she’s only aged two years since the first Sex and the City movie entered theaters, or she’s 30 years old, soon 31. On Wikipedia, her birthday is listed as July 2, 1990, as it is on IMDB, however, please note the caveat:

"Happy Birthday Margot Robbie". Neighbours official site (Freemantle Media). 1 July 2008. Archived from the original on 2 September 2008. Margot Robbie celebrated her 18th birthday on 2nd July... Note: Birth year given as c. 1985 in Murray, Elicia; Tovey, Josephine (6 June 2008). "Ramsay St gets a new generation". Sydney Morning Herald (Australia). Retrieved 11 December 2015. The 23-year-old actress from the Gold Coast...

I’m not angered by this lie. It’s a symptom of our youth-obsessed culture. And we’re all familiar with how hard it is for women in Hollywood to get acting work as they age out of their twenties. It’s just sort of shocking—and a little impressive—that Robbie (much like fellow Australian Rebel Wilson) has been brazen enough to shave five or six years off her age when it’s so easy to find proof in this day and age that she’s lying.

I’ve reached out to Robbie’s publicist for comment, and will update the post if they respond.

http://jezebel.com/no-offense-to-anyone-but-margot-robbie-is-not-25-1776482888

 

[jooa]

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UPDATE: A Twitter user named Stephen Murray has directed me to an article in Australia’s Daily Telegraph, published 12 days after the Sydney Morning Herald piece, in which Robbie is referred to as a 17 year old “rising talent.”
They write:

For 17-year-old Robbie, who cut short a five-week holiday in Canada after just two days when she learned she got the role, landing a part on Neighbours has been a welcome challenge.
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Murray also sent me these screengrabs of articles backing up the Telegraph’s report, but I could not locate them online. I’ve yet to hear from her publicist, because honestly why would anyone bother writing me back about this?

https://twitter.com/smurray38/status/731189369839591424https://twitter.com/smurray38/with_replies

 

[dangerouscurves]

She's a very beautiful woman.

 

[aleksandras]

Those Vogue pics are stunning!

 

[jooa]

 

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Harley Quinn Spinoff Movie in the Works With Margot Robbie
Warner Bros. and DC Entertainment are developing a new standalone movie featuring an all-star cast of female DC heroes and villains with Margot Robbie attached to reprise her role of Harley Quinn.
Robbie will also produce the pic, which will not only feature Quinn, but popular characters such as Batgirl and Birds of Prey also making appearances. Who exactly will be considered the lead opposite Robbie is still unknown. Exact plot details are also unknown currently.
Robbie will first appear as Quinn in “Suicide Squad” opposite Will Smith and Jared Leto. Though the film doesn’t bow until August, Robbie has already garnered attention for her performance as the fan-favorite character, which studio had always seemed interested in spinning off to other movies.
Robbie has not only “Suicide Squad” debuting this summer, but also “Legend of Tarzan” coming out in July, where she will star as Jane opposite Alexander Skarsgard.
Robbie is repped by CAA, Management 360, Aran Michael Management and Jackoway Tyerman. The Hollywood Reporter first reported the news.

source: http://variety.com/2016/film/news/harley-quinn-movie-margot-robbie-sucide-squad-1201776011/

 

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Margot Robbie Circling ‘Goodbye Christopher Robin’ Starring Domhnall Gleeson (EXCLUSIVE)
Margot Robbie is in early negotiations to co-star with Domhnall Gleeson in Simon Curtis’ “Goodbye Christopher Robin.”
Curtis will direct the pic that revolves around “Winnie the Pooh” creator A.A. Milne and the relationship between him and his son Robin. Robin, who initially had a difficult relationship with his father, served as the inspiration for the character of Christopher Robin.
Pooh was named after Robin’s teddy bear. The real Robin’s toys also lent their names to other Winnie the Pooh characters such as Tigger, Eeyore and Piglet.
While negotiations have just started, if a deal were to close, Robbie would play Milne’s wife.
Damian Jones is producing along with former Pinewood Pictures head Steve Christian. Pathe developed the project, which will go through Jones’ first-look production pact with Fox Searchlight.
Robbie has a busy summer ahead of her, with two major tentpoles set to premiere. In July, she will play Jane in “Legend of Tarzan” for Warner Bros. and in August will play Harley Quinn in WB’s “Suicide Squad.”
Anticipation for her “Suicide Squad” role is so fervent that Warner Bros. has already begun developing a Harley Quinn spinoff film starring Robbie. She also recently co-starred in “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot.”
She is repped by CAA, Management 360 and Aran Michael Management.

source: http://variety.com/2016/film/news/m...hristopher-robin-domhnall-gleeson-1201778255/