She may be just scratching five feet tall, but in the much-anticipated new film Speed Racer, Christina Ricci makes one wildly big impression. Skeptical? Then consider this: Can you pick up a handgun while executing a cartwheel?
Christina Ricci is in manic mode, zipping through her Los Angeles home as she packs for a quick jaunt to Shanghai for a Salvatore Ferragamo runway show celebrating the fashion house’s 80th anniversary. She’s making a list and checking it way more than twice. “My sister says I’m just like my mother when it comes to traveling,” she says. “I have a ritual. I have to make a list of every single item, down to three T-shirts, two sweaters. I look at my list and I check things off. I like order. When things are messy or a suitcase is exploding, I feel out of sorts. Coming back to a sloppy room is very depressing to me.”
At the moment the room is anything but sloppy. The bookcases, painted hot pink, boast a massive shoe collection Carrie Bradshaw would die for. Designer handbags hang on mirrored hooks lining the walls like installations in a gallery. “This is what manic-fashion-obsessed girls do,” says Ricci with a laugh. “This is embarrassing. When I moved in, I had more shoes than books. I collect Chanel quilted bags. I have about 20. I haven’t bought one in a long time. I used to buy a new one every time I got a new job. I might start doing it again, but it gets very expensive. I need to save for the future.”
Well… maybe not: With this month’s $120 million family flick Speed Racer—based on the Japanese anime series from the late sixties and helmed by the frenetic directing brothers Andy and Larry Wachowski (of The Matrix trilogy fame)—Ricci should be well on her way to financial security.
Produced by Joel Silver and shot on digital sound stages in Berlin, the movie pops like a cartoon with action that literally never slows down. And although spritelike and slim, Ricci is bigger than big in her role as Trixie, the sexy sidekick of Speed Racer (played by Into the Wild’s Emile Hirsch), who careens around the globe in racecars, commands helicopters, and gets into brawls. “We had the stunt coordinators from The Matrix, who trained Keanu [Reeves],” Ricci says with excitement. “I learned how to pick up a gun while doing a cartwheel, which was the coolest thing ever. I was squealing with joy.”
“She’s very much one of the boys, but at the same time she’s the girliest girl ever,” says Ricci of Trixie, who dresses in pink and red and always makes sure her lipstick matches her shirt. “I’m like that a little. I love sports and getting injured doing stuff, but at the same time, I’m the girliest girl you’ll ever meet.” She pauses. “I’m vain. Oh, my God, so vain,” she continues. “I play a lot of mind games to control myself during the day. I have a rule: I’m only allowed to be vain when I’m getting ready for the day. The second that’s over, I can’t think about what I look like. So I can’t have a difficult hairstyle or makeup. Everything for me is about preparation.”
Though she made her screen debut at age eight in Mermaids alongside Cher and Winona Ryder, Ricci says it was her turn in The Addams Family in 1991 that convinced her to stay in acting for life. “I was on the Paramount lot,” she remembers. “It was such a sumptuous production. Everything about it felt glamorous and exciting. I thought, If this is what I’m going to be when I grow up—awesome!” Although she’s worked with big-name directors like Woody Allen, Tim Burton, and Ang Lee, Ricci admits to being in awe of the notoriously reclusive Wachowskis, whom she refers to as “the brothers.” “They’re my favorite directors,” she says. “They’re so much fun—normal, funny guys from Chicago who happen to be crazy geniuses.”
Although a huge star, Ricci rarely ends up on the gossip pages. “I don’t go to clubs,” she says, “and I don’t go to restaurants where you get photographed. Also, I’m just not that famous. The paparazzi really don’t go after anybody unless you make a point of being where they take pictures.”