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Hello, and welcome to the inaugural edition of our new flagship newsletter, Vanity Fair Daily! After years of loyal service, Cocktail Hour has poured its last libation, and we couldn't be more excited to introduce our new format. Every day, you'll find more great stories, more sharp insights, and more inside scoops than ever before. We'll kick things off with Anthony Breznican's eye-opening cover profile of Sebastian Stan, charting his journey from Communist-era Romania to the heights of Hollywood—and the crosshairs of President Trump. It's a ripping read, and pairs perfectly with a Norman Jean Roy photo shoot that showcases Stan's extreme leading-man energy. And that's just the beginning, so scroll on, dear reader, and be sure to send us your feedback at vfdaily@vanityfair.com. |
What does a locked Romanian church, a robotic talking penis, and an Oscar loss that's actually kind of a win have in common? The answer is Sebastian Stan, the subject of VF's latest cover story. To find out how these disparate elements all fit together, you'll have to explore Anthony Breznican's unusual day with the star of Marvel's Thunderbolts* as they venture through Los Angeles, running a series of errands that actually provide an intriguing window into the inner workings of the enigmatic actor. |
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His Captain America costar Chris Evans remembers wondering who in their right mind would star as young Donald Trump in the blistering biopic The Apprentice. "I was so unsurprised when I heard it was Sebastian," he says. The performance earned Stan an Oscar nod—and the enduring scorn of a certain vengeance-obsessed US president. But Stan has faced autocrats before, growing up in the Communist-controlled nation of Romania in the '80s, the son of two revolution-minded parents, one of whom used to smuggle dissidents out of the country until he himself had to flee. In America, Stan found it easier to be characters in school plays than it was to be himself, which is how he developed a love of acting. Now he's one of Hollywood's most daring shape-shifters. As we dash through Los Angeles on a very unusual quest, you'll see just how much of himself he puts into his roles. |
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The secretary of defense claims to have been targeted by the deep state within the Pentagon. |
The pushback on Sinners may be an indicator of how awful things have been in Hollywood this year. |
The Ivy League is putting on a master class in how powerful institutions can fight back. Columbia, take notes. |
Originally shooting on assignment for VF, Guillaume Bonn captured camouflage-clad local rangers from game reserves, conservancies, and elsewhere, who risk their lives to combat criminal rings of poachers seeking the valuable horns and tusks of rhinos and elephants. | |
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In an excerpt from his forthcoming book, Hubris Maximus, Faiz Siddiqui chronicles Elon Musk's ideological transformation from a renewable-energy pioneer who viewed Democrats as "the kindness party" to a crusader against the "woke mind virus."
Siddiqui's story begins when President Biden excluded Musk and Tesla from a White House event promoting electric vehicles. Musk responded with shock—and a touch of paranoia. Over time, his default iconoclasm, often expressed with a destructively itchy Twitter finger, curdled into a wholesale rejection of the left and an enthusiastic embrace of first Ron DeSantis and then Donald Trump.
Along the way came a series of pivotal moments: a White House meeting in which Trump offered to make a deal to keep Tesla's next factory in the US; Tesla's passive-aggressive approach to celebrating Juneteenth; the break between Musk and his daughter, Vivian Wilson, who legally disavowed him. And a shockingly vulgar tweet aimed at Senator Ron Wyden that prompted an aide to ask Tesla's liaison to Washington, Rohan Patel, "What the fuck is wrong with your boss?" Patel reportedly responded, "I don't even know." (A Wyden spokesperson denied that exchange took place.) After you read this story, it may all begin to make more sense. |
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