Never mind the meaningless title … She is gorgeous.
Jennifer Lawrence To Star In ‘Burial Rites’ With Luca Guadagnino Directing
Oscar winner Jennifer Lawrence is attached to star in and produce 19th century true-crime drama Burial Rites, which is being directed Luca Guadagnino. TriStar Pictures has the worldwide rights to the film that is based on Hannah Kent’s debut novel.
Based on true events, the pic tells the story of Agnes Magnusdottir (Lawrence), the last woman to be publicly executed in Iceland in 1830, after being sentenced to death for killing two men and setting fire to their home. The story takes place during the last winter of Agnes’ life while she awaits confirmation of her death sentence by the high court in Denmark. As she waits to die, she starts to live, reluctantly forging emotional and romantic attachments.
Oscar winner Jennifer Lawrence is attached to star in and produce 19th century true-crime drama Burial Rites, which is being directed Luca Guadagnino, who is a front-runner in the Oscar race with his romance-drama Call Me by Your Name.
Allison Shearmur and Justine Ciarrocchi also are producing, while TriStar Pictures has the worldwide rights to the film that is based on Hannah Kent’s debut novel.
Based on true events, the pic tells the story of Agnes Magnusdottir (Lawrence), the last woman to be publicly executed in Iceland in 1830, after being sentenced to death for killing two men and setting fire to their home. The story takes place during the last winter of Agnes’ life while she awaits confirmation of her death sentence by the high court in Denmark. As she waits to die, she starts to live, reluctantly forging emotional and romantic attachments.
Gary Ross and Jerry Kalajian will serve as executive producer with Hannah Minghella and Shary Shirazi overseeing the project for the studio.
Lawrence, most recently seen in Paramount’s provocative thriller Mother!, is represented by CAA. Guadagnino is with WME.
Jennifer Lawrence for Harper’s Bazaar
Jennifer Lawrence wearing Valentino Haute Couture, photographed by Ben Hassett and styled by Julia Von Boehm
My one worry, in advance of meeting Jennifer Lawrence, is that someone has told her to clean up her act. Sure, it was OK for the young ingénue to go on the Late Show with David Letterman and compare herself to a cat peeing on the red carpet. It was endearing when, upon ascending the podium to collect her Oscar for Silver Linings Playbook, she tripped over her dress, recovering with point-blank honesty – ‘You guys are only standing up because I fell and you feel bad’ – and then gave everyone in the press room the finger. But it felt too good to last. Somehow, the forces of PR-regulated piety would have descended on the poor girl and drummed all that out of her.
Indeed, in preparation for The Hunger Games, she was given media training — how to make more eye contact, regulate the volume of her voice and rein in the nervous laughter — and during the Oscars someone (she won’t say who) told her to tone it down. ‘”Other people are getting up and owning the stage and you sound like a stuttering idiot. Pull it together.” and I said, “I’m not doing it on purpose, I’m uncomfortable and when people get uncomfortable they resort to their shit. I make awkward jokes and stutter.”‘ She winces a little. ‘That was actually a moment when I really wanted it to be special. That was not the time I wanted to be the Down-home Girl. I wanted to be graceful.’
Actually, she’s very graceful, like a cat. The girl who emerges from the lift in the lobby of the Hotel Casa del Mar in Santa Monica wearing Robert Clergerie flats and some seriously distressed Ralph Lauren jeans is much finer-featured in person than on screen, with long, long limbs that she throws about the place with the carelessness of a teenager. The first thing she does is lie down on the sofa, straight out — ‘I’m finding it difficult waking up these days,’ she says — and in the course of our interview, drapes herself over the arms of a sofa and two chairs, her legs hoisted up over the side. she’s one of the most naturally supine people I’ve ever met. ‘Your tape recorder is pointed at my vagina,’ she announces. Something tells me that isn’t to be found in The Hunger Games media-training manual.