Reese Witherspoon talks to her friend Cheryl Strayed—the writer whose life she portrays in the memoir-turned-movie Wild—about her Oscar-buzzy role and her hard-won happiness (spoiler alert: It took her till her thirties). Click here to flip through pics from her Glamour cover shoot, and pick up the January issue on newsstands nationwide on December 9 and available now digitally at glamour.com/app to read the full story.
"I want to hug you" were the first words Reese Witherspoon said to me when we spoke on the telephone after she'd read my memoir, Wild; she'd called to say she wanted not only to produce the film but also star in it, playing me. I didn't know then how often we'd be doing that—talking and hugging—over the three years that followed, as we developed the singular bond that one can have only with the woman who plays you in the movie of your life. I'd sent my book to Reese because I'd long admired her acting. But more important, I'd always sensed her authenticity beneath the veneer of the diverse characters she portrayed—from June Carter in Walk the Line, a role that won her an Oscar at just 29, to Elle Woods in Legally Blonde. And my hunch was right.
In Wild, the story of my 1,100-mile solo hike on the Pacific Crest Trail following the devastating loss of my mother and my marriage, Reese brings both her talent and humanity fully to bear. A month before the film's release, Reese and I caught up on Wild, plus her husband, Jim Toth, and her kids, Ava, 15, Deacon, 11, and Tennessee, two, over tea at the Four Seasons in Los Angeles. Cheers.
CS: Let's talk about those sex scenes. Were they hard to do?