I love this, irrespective of my feelings for Lady Wackenhut herself. On a newsstand level, it’s effective: stark, uncluttered, arresting. I don’t know if Tilda is going to arrest some dude, play poker with him, or fit him for cement shoes. And I like it that way. But the cover is just the tip of the SWINTONberg — if you want to see her cacophonous awesomeness in action, click through to see the photos from the interior W spread. They will wreck you like the Titanic. Except in a good way and with fewer sad string musicians.
