Over at the Independent, Robert Chalmers has some self-analytical postmodern fun, but also works it deftly into a wonderful interview with Isabelle Huppert, who would likely be much more well known Stateside were it not for her 1) almost willful inscrutability, and 2) aversion to crap Hollywood studio product. The big scoop? Huppert confesses her only real vice at the article's end: broccoli.