He likens her to Diane Keaton or Eartha Kitt: “She’s quite eclectic and rare.” (The castmate who ate all those eggs? “That was me,” Majors confesses.) Thompson likes to keep abreast of things on set, a panoramic sensibility that her Creed III costar Jonathan Majors describes as a “vibration.” “She gives off such a deep understanding of the world and a deep understanding of who she is as an artist and a woman and a citizen of the world,” Majors explains. One actor, she reports, had six hard-boiled eggs for breakfast. She confesses that during filming for Creed III, out early next year, she nudged a production assistant-also, coincidentally, her brother-into divulging the breakfast orders of her castmates. Thompson says she has never had an egg but is not uninterested in how the other half lives. Our breakfast sandwiches arrive-mine with eggs, hers without.
What she wears- a starbursting trail of bubblegum tulle by Carolina Herrera at this year’s Met, a sculpted hooded jacket over bike shorts from Schiaparelli’s latest haute couture collection to the Vanity Fair Oscars after-party-depends on the nature of the event. “I always see the red carpet as a character,” she says. But Thompson isn’t overly precious the pageantry is the point. Thompson tells me another attendee put it to her this way: “He was like, ‘It’s one of those moments that you’ll try to look back and remember exactly where you were when you got the news, and we will have been watching Lenny Kravitz perform “American Woman.”’” That something somewhere is always on fire during any red-carpet romp is a given, though a leaked Supreme Court decision presaging the end of abortion rights as we know them gives quite a coloring to the flame. This year’s spectacle had the unfortunate luck of aligning its stars with the backdrop of breaking news: the leak of an opinion drafted by Supreme Court Justice Alito effectively overturning Roe v. How do we create worlds where the kind of protagonists that we don’t often get to see get to take up space? “Well, I think he has a modeling contract. “Remember Prison Bae? He looks a lot like him.” “That guy looks so much like …” Thompson’s eyes scan the restaurant, tracking left to right over my shoulder. Or you might clock the doppelgänger of a minor internet sensation from back when. Jackson’s Pulitzer Prize– and Tony Award–winning A Strange Loop, which she calls “undeniably fantastic” she also has plans to see the Deana Lawson show at MoMA PS1 with a friend, the musician Dev Hynes.) (Thompson, a professed “Pamela Anderson enthusiast,” recently saw Chicago, with Anderson in the role of Roxie, as well as Michael R. “There’s that kind of serendipity” about New York: You might run into a friend or catch a show. “It suits my personality better than the isolation of Los Angeles,” she says. She spent her childhood going back and forth between Fort Greene, Brooklyn, and her birthplace of Los Angeles. It is a Tuesday in early May and we’re seated outdoors, graced by the kind of weather embraced by only the genuinely citified, with stark patches of shade too chilly for too-confident notions of springtime attire.
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