Yes, and she blinks through key scenes, and as depicted above, looks eerily like Katherine Ross's Stepford doppleganger with those enormous brown orbs.
The film's cinematography is breathtaking at times, done by a master, Darius Khonji. Today, that aspect, with the spot-on location work, saves it in many ways. Its sustained look just pulls you in. But many decisions in the editing room undercut the musical theater conventions, notably the "Buenos Aires" sequence, an occasion which should've allowed the pop start to do her thing to the max. Instead it's all about a train and some street scenes and finally a very staid tango sequence in a dark bar. It should've been sexy, sweaty, and a true "I'm here" moment. Why hire this star and then keep her performance style so under wraps? When she's playing a girl with Madonna like MO? As a result, the story proper lacked contrasts. We didn't see this young ambitious woman tackle her huge goals, but instead watched her drift into a new milieu. Without that "stand back!" component contrasted with the self-created first lady image later, it's all one note. It played like highlights, not the story. And the editing is just bizarre. To cut away from Eva at the swell in "Don't Cry for Me..." again destroys the song's impact.
The movie keeps trying hard not to be a musical (I saw it in NY the first day, and even the sound wasn't loud enough), and that's why it's so muted and not really exciting. Still, whenever I land on it on cable, I can't help but fall into the world it creates, thanks to that burnished period look, the costumes and set work, all expert.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling