Ben Whishaw plays Keats. Yes. Verily. And yeah, I rejected working in Keats quotations in every caption. I accept your thanks from afar.


Abbie Cornish looks stunning. And I hope she appreciates the fact that I once wrote a really mediocre paper in college defending Fanny Brawne against the interpretation of some long-dead literary critic. I'm guessing she doesn't though.


Jennifer Missoni wears peacock. Not in the top hat-goggles-frosted-tips-Mystery sense.


Sofia Coppola demonstrates a look I like to call "Miami Frump" which is much easier to pull off when one is Marc Jacobs' muse.


Well. Damien Fahey and Grasie Mercedes look remarkably pleased with themselves for two people who are about to sit through a bodice-ripper about a poet with TB.


Lynn Collins' skirt reminds me of the awesome ballad "Raggle Taggle Gypsies," which is the only silver lining here. That song, by the way, is allegedly based upon the real story of Lady Jane Hamilton, wife of John Kennedy, 6th Earl of Cassilis, who ran off with an outlaw, and was imprisoned as a result.


Jessica Chastain makes a strong case for the enduring appeal of the LBD.


Roberta Armani, meanwhile, looks exactly as you'd expect one who bears that name to look.


Anika Noni Rose's top has apparently caught on a nail and the bottom half has unraveled. Bummer. I hate it when that happens.


If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all. Fran Drescher is benefiting from this maxim right now.


Doesn't Jane Campion look exactly as you'd imagine? Okay, maybe I didn't imagine the peace sign. But I can work with it.

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The Good: They call Emmy Rossum mellow yellow? Maybe this could be the new alternate color for bridal: I'm newly inspired. Kim Raver also wears something that would be a prettier wedding dress than anything I've seen in this week's bridal shows. Sometimes I wonder if Georgina Chapman is the only fashion designer who actually knows how to dress herself. I'm all about the Morticia Addams look on Hana Soukupova. Hell has frozen over: I like what Tinsley Mortimer is wearing. Yay for pretty Virginia Madsen and her pretty dress.

The Bad: Eva Amurri, why must you hide what God gave you? Jennifer Missoni shows how young women Miley Cyrus' age should dress. (Of course, Missoni's 23, not 15.) Joy Bryant channels Miss Scarlett and wears the drapes. Kate Lee Joel dresses like Miss Haversham would've before she entered her later years. I like that she tried out something different, but something about Leighton Meester's look just isn't working. Also, does anyone else think Meester looks totally different in her real life (or, er, at least on the red carpet) than she does on Gossip Girl? Marghertia Missoni's whole look is 10% overdesigned.

The Ugly: Most of the time, I hang my head in shame for loving Mary-Kate Olsen's look. Today is not one of those days. It's Medusa! Oh sorry: It's just Rachel Zoe.

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The Good: Aw, Alison Till — you're one of the normals! Yay for looking normal and cute while in stupid movie people land. How did someone as cool as Blythe Danner spawn someone like Gwyneth Paltrow ? I saw Danal Gurira and started singing "Lady in Red" in my head. Dear Patricia Clarkson: You can do no wrong, on the silver screen or sartorially. Xoxo. I can haz yur awtfit, Sherri Saum? Stanley Tucci and Steve Buscemi: If only there were a bromance here.

The Bad: Ay this is just Bebe Neuwirth's finest hour. Congrats to Jennifer Missoni, the night's token "came-dressed-looking-like-baby-sitter" attendee. I don't know: I think Irina Panataeva looks a little Ramona from Real Housewives of New York in this one.

The Ugly: Griffin Dunne: Looking douchey.

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