SHE was the kind of woman people loved to loathe – she was too pretty, too perfect, too happy, too try-hard, too much of a smarty-pants.
One critic branded her the cheerleader of princessy theatre-schooled girls who had no sex appeal and “ate raisins for dessert”.
The anti-Anne Hathaway brigade even had a name – the Hathahaters – and there were articles dedicated to the negativity with titles such as “Why everyone hates Anne Hathaway”.
Hathahate peaked after she won an Oscar for Les Misérables in 2013 and people attacked her “annoying demeanour” and said she looked “disinterested in stardom”.
Shame, poor Anne. Playing the dying prostitute in Les Mis was a lot – all those lines and
