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    In ‘Clipped,’ Cleopatra Coleman Spreads Her Wings

    The actor’s versatility has allowed her to stay relatively anonymous, but that may change with her new docudrama about an N.B.A. scandal.Cleopatra Coleman began with red, swirling it toward pink with a fine-tipped brush. An oval appeared on the paper, and then smaller marks joined it — ears, eyebrows, a line for a nose. “I always draw this woman,” Coleman said. “I don’t know why.”This was on a bright May morning and Coleman, a star of the FX limited series “Clipped,” premiering Tuesday on Hulu, was at Happy Medium, an art cafe around the corner from her temporary apartment in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. She had passed it on walks with her dog, George, a rescue Yorkiepoo, and had often felt jealous of the customers there at night, on dates. So this morning, on a day off from filming a new series, “Black Rabbit,” she had taken herself on a date. She had even dressed for the occasion, in a thrift-store T-shirt with a New York State Summer School for the Arts logo. Charcoal and pottery tempted her, but she settled on watercolor.To the picture, Coleman, 36, added a long neck, small breasts, two teeth. More colors came — purple, sunset orange, hints of green — all representing different emotions. Then she took a fresh sheet and began again, painting the same figure in different shades. Since the early days of the pandemic, she has drawn and painted this woman hundreds of times.“It’s always the same woman,” she said.In her professional life, Coleman is almost never the same woman. An actress since her teens, she has bounded among genres and forms. Though her look is distinct — high forehead, full lips, limpid brown eyes — she is often nearly unrecognizable from one role (“The Last Man on Earth,” say, or “Dopesick”) to the next (“Infinity Pool,” “Rebel Moon”). It’s a versatility that has allowed her to stay relatively anonymous. But given her audacious performance in “Clipped,” as V. Stiviano, the personal assistant to Donald Sterling, the disgraced former owner of the N.B.A.’s Los Angeles Clippers, and the promise of “Black Rabbit,” a starry drama set in the world of Manhattan nightlife due out next year, Coleman’s name and face are about to become much better known.That’s what her colleagues want for her. “I hope she breaks the [expletive] out,” Gina Welch, who created “Clipped,” said in an interview. “She’s such a star.”In “Clipped,” Coleman plays the woman who triggered a scandal that led to Donald Sterling (Ed O’Neill), the owner of the Los Angeles Clippers, being banned from the N.B.A. (With Jacki Weaver.)Kelsey McNeal/FXWe are having trouble retrieving the article content.Please enable JavaScript in your browser settings.Thank you for your patience while we verify access. If you are in Reader mode please exit and log into your Times account, or subscribe for all of The Times.Thank you for your patience while we verify access.Already a subscriber? Log in.Want all of The Times? Subscribe. More

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    ‘A Lot of Nothing’ Review: The Cop Next Door

    Mo McRae’s feature debut, about a well-off Black couple and their white neighbor, is more of a trauma drama than a satirical thriller.In “A Lot of Nothing,” James and Vanessa, a Black couple, are watching television on the couch in their well-appointed Los Angeles home when a news flash alerts them to “another officer-involved shooting.” James (Y’lan Noel), a corporate lawyer, and Vanessa (Cleopatra Coleman), who works in finance, are rattled and furious. Then they learn that the cop is their white neighbor, Brian (Justin Hartley), with whom Vanessa has already had words — following his contemptuous use of “you people.”After a little fury-as-foreplay sex and a tense day at their respective offices, they spin into action, but their confrontation with Brian on his doorstep spins out of control. Things become thornier still when James’s brother, Jamal (Shamier Anderson), and Candy (Lex Scott Davis), Jamal’s “baby mama” — as Vanessa says derisively — arrive for dinner.In his feature debut, the director Mo McRae displays a nice way with actors and a gift for visual tension, but in aiming for absurdist humor, he lands on something more vexing. It’s the script — by McRae and Sarah Kelly Kaplan — that’s the problem. “A Lot of Nothing” touches on microaggressions, colorism, class, gentrification, fertility, veganism and the sexual fantasies of a biracial Black woman who is this movie’s update on the tragic mulatto trope.More of a trauma drama than a satirical thriller, it never lets up on the buttons it’s pushing or the characters it’s manipulating. Viewers are whiplashed away from empathy and insight, and toward a feeling of superiority to everyone and everything onscreen. Given the film’s precipitating news bulletin and the recent events in Memphis, superiority would seem to be just about the last thing we’ve earned.A Lot of NothingNot rated. Running time: 1 hour 44 minutes. In theaters and available to rent or buy on Apple TV, Vudu and other streaming platforms and pay TV operators. More