Haim review, Women in Music Pt III: A fearless, effervescent albumįor a while, it could have been Haim’s, too.Haim: ‘Men were like, “Get her off the stage, why is she making those faces?”’.‘He’s not the John Huston of his generation, he’s the Tolstoy’: Paul Thomas Anderson, as told by his stars.She’s dwarfed by a terrifyingly Hitchcockian bird print and a cloudy window she’s convinced has shadow people behind it. “This is also a scary f***ing room,” she jokes. It means our afternoon in Covent Garden is her early hours in Manhattan. “I just did the cardinal sin of checking what time it is in New York,” she tells me. Today she’s California sunny if apologetic, dressed in sleek black trousers and a knitted jumper, a half-moon pendant given to her by Stevie Nicks dangling from her neck. She’s been selling Licorice Pizza since September, and the end of her promotional duties – after the Oscars in March, when the film is up for three awards including Best Picture – can just about be grazed by the tips of her fingers. Haim has flown into London for the latest stop on what must feel like the longest press tour in history. “If you have him on your side,” she says, “you feel like you can conquer anything.” She’s convinced it’s all her director’s doing. It’s her acting debut, not that you’d know. Flash-forward three decades, and the 30-year-old musician – one-third of sisterly rock trio Haim – is a Bafta and Golden Globe nominee for Paul Thomas Anderson’s balmy romance Licorice Pizza. “My mom sneezed and her water broke and I just flew out, which is f***ing gross but explains so much – I always feel ill and have the worst sinuses in the world, because I came into it in a sneeze.” Explosive entrances would become a habit. “Like literally,” she says, sitting cross-legged at the centre of a sofa too big for her.

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