As a millennial in her mid-thirties, I don’t actually feel super old, but things have kept happening to me that have, as Westworld so memorably put it, started adding a bit of ‘a rind’ on me. First, there was Macaulay Culkin virally admitting he was 40. Then, the Harry Potter cast started having a bunch of babies. After that, Gen Z’s own Millie Bobby Brown got schooled by Chris Pratt about what it was like back in the day to take a polaroid “selfie,” and I died a little on the inside. Now, Anna Kendrick has turned 40 and I’m reeling.
There’s something about watching a celebrity grow from a teenaged actress into a middle-aged adult that is a bit disarming. In my mind, Anna Kendrick is certainly older than the teen pal she played in Twilight and the college-aged student she portrayed in the Pitch Perfect series, but in my head she should still be playing a younger person. Perhaps a young woman at the start of her career a la Up In The Air (a movie which I am just now realizing actually came out in 2009. Yikes.)
