The “Palm Springs” actor talks about playing the object of adoration in her HBO Max series, “Made for Love,” and a few of the things she obsesses over herself.
Cristin Milioti was certain she was made for “Made for Love.”
“I banged on every door for this role, and they were like, ‘Absolutely not, no way, no way, no way, no way,’” she said. “They had a short list of people that I was not anywhere near. I don’t even think I was on a medium list or a long list. I didn’t make any of the lists.”
But Milioti was undaunted. And over lunch with Patrick Somerville — a creator of this dark comedy about a tech billionaire’s wife on the lam from the virtual-reality cube in which he’s cloistered her for a decade — she made the hard sell.
“I remember saying, ‘Hey, I know that you guys have your sights set on way fancier people,’” said Milioti, who had just wrapped “Palm Springs,” the “Groundhog Day”-esque rom-com with Andy Samberg. “‘But I would be remiss if I didn’t tell you that this is exactly what I think this show is, and this is how I would play it.’”
When Milioti was offered the part a couple of weeks later, she said, “I don’t think anyone was more shocked than I was.”
Season 2, which started April 28 on HBO Max, finds Hazel trapped in a labyrinth of lies, having returned to the cube with her husband (Billy Magnussen) to save the life of her father (Ray Romano).
From the moment Hazel popped out of a door in the ground in the show’s first episode — as a reluctant dream girl breaking free of the man who monitors her every move, down to her orgasms — the story line has spoken “to the ways in which I feel like women are forced to perform for so much of their lives,” Milioti said. “Then you hit a breaking point where you suddenly realize that you’ve been performing for an audience that you have no interest in performing for. And you want to scream.”
In a video call from Puerto Rico, barely rested after a late-night shoot for the upcoming Peacock romantic thriller “The Resort,” a gorgeously bed-headed Milioti spoke about her favorite food as a Jersey girl, how New York still thrills her and why the best times are all about location, location, location.
Here are edited excerpts from the conversation.
1. Fiona Apple She has been such a beacon for me my entire life. Her artistry has helped me navigate not only my own personhood, but the world that I walk through. I think she’s unparalleled as a lyricist, and her melodies are like little galaxies. Something that was so incredibly special about this last album [“Fetch the Bolt Cutters”] is that you could tell that that’s what she’d been moving toward her entire career. Every album she releases is astonishing, but this was like her magnum opus. She is a [expletive] North Star, and she has never wavered.
2. Graphic Novels I’m an extremely avid reader, but I’d never read a graphic novel. Then for my birthday last year, one of my closest friends got me “Wendy’s Revenge,” in this trilogy by Walter Scott. To me, they open up some other portal in my brain that is wildly soothing and fantastical, because you can pore over the universe of the page. It feels like it exercises some lobe that I didn’t know about, like brain and soul calisthenics.
3. Adam McKay’s “Step Brothers” I’ve probably seen “Step Brothers” 25 times, and it’s just so fantastically, gloriously stupid. I think I like it so much because everyone in it is treating it like it’s a prestige drama. There’s no winking at the camera. Kathryn Hahn’s performance is so outrageously funny because she’s playing it like a Greek tragedy. Richard Jenkins is playing it so serious and so is Mary Steenburgen — not to mention Will Ferrell, John C. Reilly and Adam Scott. It’s like a murderers’ row playing the most absurd concept as if it’s an Oscar film.
4. Harmonizing There is something about how we figured out harmonies that chills me. You’re making this sound with someone else where the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. It is the most beautiful form of listening. I was in chorus in high school and we sang “O Magnun Mysterium,” and we were accepted into this choral competition at Riverside Church in Manhattan. I remember us practicing in a hallway. I was a New Jersey teenager, smoking in diners and sort of living a Bruce Springsteen song like, “I can’t wait to get outta this town.” And we all sat in this hallway singing to each other, listening to the sound of each other’s voices and all the social constructs — the fighting, the cliques — melted away. Just a bunch of [expletive] teens from Jersey in this old church, creating something that was so beautiful that we couldn’t believe that it was coming from us. We sang it in this competition, and we were holding each other’s hands, tears streaming down our faces like, “We did it!” Then this show choir from Florida came right after us singing the exact same song. And they annihilated us.
5. Wawa Hoagies Wawa was featured heavily on “Mare of Easttown,” and I was like, “Well, well, well, look at her go.” It was like seeing an old friend hit the big time. Wawa is basically a convenience store, like a 7-Eleven, but they make these hoagies, which is a very Jersey thing. I’m pretty sure they’re made from yoga mats. The meat is possibly not meat. It’s like cheese-colored or turkey-colored material. Sadly, I can’t eat them anymore because I’m vegan now. Ironically, they might be vegan because they might all be made of napkins. I have no idea. What goes into these things, it’s unintelligible.
6. Crossing over the Manhattan Bridge I have lived in New York for a million years, and when I am in a taxi with the windows down rumbling over the Manhattan Bridge — and I can see the skyline and the Brooklyn Bridge and the Statue of Liberty — I can’t believe that I live there after all this time. I always stop everything I’m doing and I just stare out the window at the majesty of where I live, and that the city continues to run and thrive, and it’s been through so much and it holds so much. It’s like a little prayer.
7. Amy Morton at the end of Act 2 of “August: Osage County” by Tracy Letts I think I had just dropped out of [New York University] when I saw that play, and I had never seen anything like that. I remember when she turned around — she spins over her shoulder and comes at her mother with her arm pointed — and the way that she bellowed, “I’m running things now!” I still get goose bumps. My skeleton burst into doves. I melted in my seat, like my spirit rose away and was floating at the rafters.
8. Traveling Solo I was always very afraid to take solo trips. I have a couple of friends who had done it and I was like, “But what do you do?” And then I took one by myself. After a job, I went to the Adirondacks for a week, and it was incredible. You’re one on one with your own personhood, and parts of your brain and heart open up when it’s just you and your thoughts, walking through the woods. I think it is so valuable. I’ve taken another solo trip since then, to the Galápagos, which I was very nervous about because it’s so far away. But I wanted to do one by myself again, to sort of shake hands with myself and say, “Hello.”
9. Blooper Reels It’s like an immediate dose of laughter, Prozac for your brain. I like compilations of people falling down, farts on live TV, all of that. I think the internet is so dangerous, but one part of it that I really like to utilize is being able to go onto YouTube and watch something that makes me laugh so hard that it’s just like a lovely little reset.
10. A Location Change I love going out so much, but I really love a location change. I like to go to like a place for dinner, and then you have a location change and you go to a bar, and then you maybe have one more location change for a dessert. It’s like an adventure where I’m like, “What’s going to happen?” It feels like a delightful game of Russian roulette, which is one of the reasons why I love living in New York. It’s just endless possibilities, and there’s something about it that’s very sexy and romantic. It’s effervescent. It’s like if champagne were an activity.
Source: Television - nytimes.com
