Gabriella Wilde is not what she appears. Despite her convincing turn as the all-American Sue Snell in high-school horror remake Carrie, she’s 24 and so English you could cut glass with her. Wilde isn’t even her real name. It’s Astruther-Gough-Calthorpe, changed in honour of another great pretender: Oscar. “It was such a mouthful,” she explains. “Something that puts me into a box I’m not interested in being in.”
Discussing Stephen King’s twisted-Cinderella tale about a bullied student (Chloë Grace Moretz) wreaking telekinetic vengeance at the prom, she looks a million miles from the girl who gets hurled around the room by Carrie in the film’s SFX-heavy face-off. “I never thought of myself as an ‘action girl’,” she says. “But I definitely enjoy the physical side. When else am I going to fly around on a wire?”
Wilde’s used to being pulled in different directions. After Naomi Campbell “discovered” her at a dinner party when she was 15 (“She took Polaroid photos of me in the loo – I was terrified”), Wilde modelled for Burberry and Lacoste and moved school “every two or three years. Either I didn’t want to be there or they didn’t want me there any more.” Soon she was acting as well as acting up – none of which can have made life easier. “When you’re young, whatever you do that makes you stand out is a frightening thing,” she says. “You learn later that that’s what you want to do, stand out.” Whether English rose or American beauty, the lady or the vamp, we’ll wager that standing out is not going to be a problem.