I just wrote, "Heather Matarazzo is great in Big Love," and then I realized that I was thinking of Tina Majorino. They don't even look alike, really -- I must have just been seduced by the similar rhythm of their names. I guess this is what they meant when they said the rhythm is gonna get you. I thought that was a more sinister reference, actually, so I'll take it.
Anyway, Heather Matarazzo:
I actually think all the separate parts of this are good/cute/reasonable/orange, it's just that, as a whole, she looks like she woke up after a work-night one night stand and couldn't bear to put on the pants she'd worn the day before (because they're covered in beer/lost in her standee's apartment/too obviously the pants she'd worn the day before, totally walk-of-shame style) and so she dug up the cut-off jean skirt she left in the car after wearing it to the beach over the weekend and threw it on and just airily pretended like she totally meant to wear her Ladies Who Lunch Shoes and Bag with her I Wear This to the Farmer's Market on Saturday ratty jean skirt.
