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With Someone Spectacular, Playwright Doménica Feraud Lends Clarity to the Fug of Grief

In Someone Spectacular, a new play by Domenica Feraud, something unnerving happens when six people convene for their weekly grief-counseling session: Beth, their therapist, just doesn’t show up. As 10 idle, nervy minutes turn into 20 and 30, the group—made up of Nelle (Alison Cimmet), who’s lost a sister; Jude (Delia Cunningham), who’s lost a baby; Thom (Damian Young), who’s lost his wife; Julian (Shakur Tolliver), who’s lost his aunt; Lily (Ana Cruz Kayne), who’s lost a mother she loved; and Evelyn, (Gamze Ceylan) who’s lost a mother she hated—begins to come undone. They panic, draw lines, judge each other, judge themselves. But as more time goes on, a change takes place. They start to open up and protect each other, to split off and rearrange themselves into a shape that feels more stable, almost safe. What every person is figuring out, sotto voce or at full volume, is how they are meant to carry on without their person.

Feraud has often wrought rewarding and incisive work from intimate experiences—her essays “The 26=Year-Old Virgin” (2020), “The Movie Star and Me” (2022), and her 2019 play Rinse, Repeat being, until now, the best examples. Yet while Rinse, Repeat centered a subject, disordered eating, with personal relevance to Feraud, it was ultimately an invention. Someone Spectacular, on the other hand, sits much closer to autobiography, emerging from the blinding shock of her own mother’s death in 2022.

With four weeks left in the show’s off-Broadway run, at The Pershing Square Signature Center on 42nd Street, Feraud talks to Vogue about her profoundly joyful opening night, being one of the understudies (She’s on this weekend!), and how mainlining The Real Housewives helped shape the work. The conversation has been edited and condensed for length.

Vogue: I’d love to hear about your opening night. Someone Spectacular is a very personal show, it’s an emotional show, though it’s also very funny. How did you celebrate it?

Doménica Feraud

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Doménica Feraud: It was a bit overwhelming, in the best way. My brother came in from Austin to be there, and it was his first time seeing the play, so that was really special. A lot of my family and my mom’s closest people were there, and then I had friends who were able to be there. And then, also, just to celebrate with the cast and my director, Tatiana Pandiani, and to meet her partner and her friends…and to have Paige [Evans], who’s my co-producer on this, and also my dramaturg, who’s been a mentor to me for a very long time and now is a peer—even though we’ve been so close for seven years, we got to take a picture for the first time. Also, each of these characters is inspired by real people, to some degree; they’re sort of the Inside Out emotion versions of people that I know. So we got a really cool moment of getting a picture of each actor with their inspiration.

Daphne Guinness on Finding Her Sonic Groove With Sleep

Whether in her music, her art, or her inimitable wardrobe, Daphne Guinness has always defied classification—so it’s only natural that her fourth album would, too. With Sleep, which merges disco strings, ’80s-style synths, and darkly poetic lyrics (something of a Guinness signature), she allowed herself to make a record with no specific focus—nor any expectations, for that matter. “It’s a hybrid of everything,” Guinness tells Vogue. “There’s a bit of classical, electronic, dance. I suppose it’s about one’s musical tastes.”

Fashion fans first introduced to Guinness through her surreal wardrobe (including priceless Alexander McQueen pieces) may be surprised to learn just how long she’s been making music; her debut album, Optimist in Black, was released back in 2016. “I was always a musician—I just wasn’t writing music,” says Guinness. “I was always studying it or singing secretly in my room. It kept me sane—thank goodness for music.” With Sleep, however, she believes she has finally found her sound: “The sonic experience is probably better than any of the other [albums].”

And she’s right: The richly layered universe of Sleep includes songs and music videos dealing with love, loss, and the meaning of time—but in a danceable way. In “Hip Neck Spine,” directed by her longtime collaborator Nick Knight, Guinness grooves while singing about setting the world on fire; and in “Volcano,” directed by David LaChapelle, she recreates the 1978 thriller Eyes of Laura Mars while intoning: “I might look like an iceberg, but underneath, I’m a volcano.” As a body of work, it’s far and away her best yet.

Below, Vogue chats with Guinness about the inspiration for the album, recording at Abbey Road Studios, and bringing her fashion-forward visuals to life.

Vogue: I would love to hear the inception story for this album. When did you start thinking about creating it?

Daphne Guinness: It was a very long time ago—back in September 2021. I had just done a show, and then I went back into the recording studio and it became what it became. [Musician] Malcolm [Doherty] and I had a few tracks and ideas together; we weren’t even sure what was going to happen, really. The album developed slowly in the studio. We were in there for about two weeks, and then we’d let it settle, then come back for another few weeks. I’d written quite a lot of it, but a lot of it were just tunes in my head. You never know what the words are going to be until you’re under immense pressure, or they just present themselves. “Laika,” for example, was crazy. It had these Eastern chords, and I went for a long swim to try to figure out what it is. I was like, This is a Russian love song. This was two weeks before Russia invaded Ukraine. Then I was like, Oh, no! I didn’t want it to be a political thing or anything. But it’s still a good song, and it still stands up.

Faye Wei Wei’s Paintings Are Portals to Another World

“It’s almost like you could dive into them,” the artist Faye Wei Wei says of her paintings over the phone from London. “I like to swim a lot in the lido and I often think about how, when you’re swimming, the pool is like this mirrored surface. As your fingertips are reaching for another stroke, you see a reflection of yourself and there’s this doubling. It’s almost like there’s another world that you could exist in and you could just go into it.”

This romantic way of looking at such a simple action, is a throughline within her work. Once she even painted two intertwining flowers on a literal portal—a lover’s door—to protect him and remind him of their love. “It’s a bit silly, but there’s a record of the traces, all the marks and the feeling that you fit into the painting,” Wei Wei says of the outpouring of self. “You can feel my presence there. I see canvas and the surface of a painting as infinite.”

Life class early work, 2010© 2024 Faye Wei Wei, courtesy of Cob Gallery.

Nowhere is this illustrated more clearly than within her debut monograph Portals, out now from Éditions Lutanie, which encompasses nearly 14 years of the British artist’s work. The book opens with a simple dedication to Wei Wei’s mother, Autumn Cloud, in Chinese, and a figure drawing titled, I Tangled Your Legs in Mine. We Were a Knot in the Grain of the World. “The first piece is one of my favorite things I’ve ever made, but it’s just me and my ex-girlfriend intertwined,” she explains. “It’s a really tender drawing and I made it by rubbing it out with a pencil eraser. It created this kind of dreamlike quality, but also a cocooning of the two lovers.”

Born in South London, Wei Wei spent the majority of her childhood either seated at the table drawing while her siblings played video games or picking flowers—“lots of good weeds,” she says—at the park down the street. She remembers collecting fallen leaves with her art class when she was about six and developing an early interest in still lifes. “I was so fascinated by the crevices in leaves,” she says. “It just felt really natural. I don’t know why it just feels so good—like all the blood is rushing into my right hand—but I’m really moved by it.”

A Trio of Provocative Women-Directed Films Take Aim at Hollywood’s Ridiculous Beauty Standards

So far this year, there have been a flurry of films and TV shows centered on Hollywood stalwarts over 40: there’s Anne Hathaway looking luminous as she falls for Nicholas Galitzine in The Idea of You; Angelina Jolie bathed in an otherworldly golden light for the duration of Maria; Cate Blanchett projecting power and sophistication in Disclaimer; and Ruth Negga stealing the show in Presumed Innocent, to name but a few.

In many, if not all, of their scenes, these Oscar-winners and nominees get to radiate glamour and sex appeal—and why shouldn’t they? But alongside such glossy depictions of middle age, I’ve also been thrilled by a new set of releases from a trio of 40-something female directors that explore the knottiness of aging as a woman—holding a mirror up to society’s unattainable beauty standards and, in certain cases, gleefully smashing them to smithereens.

The first is The Substance, Coralie Fargeat’s eardrum-bursting scream of a film, which revels in cackling at the ridiculousness of everything the world expects women to be and do. It centers on Demi Moore’s Elisabeth Sparkle, a washed-up movie star whose cartoonishly misogynistic boss (Dennis Quaid) decides that she has aged out of her starring role in an ’80s-style fitness show. The decision to replace her with a younger, hotter model breeds a crippling insecurity in her that prompts her to try “the substance,” a procedure that promises to unleash a more perfect version of herself.

Photo: Christine Tamalet
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When it comes to putting on a show, Confidence Man lives up to its name: the band’s members are, it’s safe to say, daredevils. If you needed proof, you could look to their set at Glastonbury two years ago, where they emerged as one of the undisputed highlights of the weekend with a set that saw lead singers Janet Planet and Sugar Bones hurl each other across the stage to their high-octane anthem “Holiday.” Or simply take the video for their latest single, “I Can’t Lose You,” in which the pair climb into a helicopter in London’s Docklands, then proceed to whizz their way down the Thames hanging out of its open doors, thousands of feet above the city, as Planet nonchalantly swings her ponytail. Oh, and they’re both stark naked.

“When we were going to shoot it, I didn’t think I’d be scared, but it was genuinely terrifying,” says Planet, with a nervous laugh. “And I only have myself to blame, because it was all my idea. I saw this picture of this model flying topless over New York City in the ’80s, and I was like, ‘Let’s do that but take it one step further and be completely naked.’ It just felt like a very ballsy, Con Man concept to me.” Was it awkward, in any way, getting strapped into their invisible harnesses, or having the camera crew get all up in there with the angles? “Well, the pilot seemed pretty over it,” Planet deadpans. “He’d just done Mission: Impossible, I think.”

25 New Year’s Eve Movies to Watch Before the Ball Drops

In this film about a mid-century fashion designer (Daniel Day-Lewis) and his muse (Vicky Krieps), a stunning mauve dress, a melancholy rendition of “Auld Lang Syne,” and Day-Lewis searching a ballroom full of costumed revelers for Krieps make for a New Year’s Eve you won’t soon forget.