If anyone else were to wear this, I am fairly sure I would be working up a Tin Man joke, and then I would have berated myself because Heather already made that joke when Nicole Kidman wore something disturbingly similar (albeit way shinier):
But, you know, it’s Cate Blanchett. And this feels so Cate Blanchett-y to me that if I were writing a play called An Evening With Cate Blanchett, starring Cate Blanchett, in which Cate Blanchett just walked around and waved at the audience, this would have been Cate Blanchett’s costume. Because a metallic suit that makes her look both kind of awesome but also sort of like an alien is EXACTLY what I imagine Cate Blanchett wearing, like, whenever I think about her. Brushing her teeth: this suit. Reading a magazine: this suit. Hiking the Adirondacks: this suit. And because of that, I can not judge whether or not this suit is good or bad. It is just…BLANCHETT. In fact, Just Blanchett might be a better name for my play. Just Blanchett!, even. Just Blanchett!, opening this fall at the Circle in the Square. It’s better than Cats!