After the week with Arnold, Lane’s family was skeptical. “My dad and a couple of them were scared for me because they know how I am,” she says. “They know I’m very impulsive and willing to give people chances, so they were very much against me doing this and just hopping in the car with Andrea.” It was Lane’s mother, a New Zealand native whom Lane describes as a free spirit, who encouraged her daughter to go for it. What would Lane have done if she hadn’t met Arnold on the beach? “That’s such a scary thing to think about, it gives me chills. I don’t know. I really don’t know,” she says.
Filming American Honey was an intense experience for Lane. She and the other first-time actors lived like their characters, traveling from motel to motel, partying, and even getting matching 071 tattoos. After the movie wrapped, she was devastated. “I was a mess. I was so depressed and so scared and terrified because I’d just done something and I bonded with these people, and I had to wait a year for the premiere. I missed them,” she says.
In the meantime, Lane lived mostly out of a suitcase, staying with friends, bouncing between Texas and Los Angeles, with no permanent base and little desire to establish one. It was a shrewd move, because once American Honey erupted at the Cannes Film Festival last May, winning the Jury Prize, Lane was suddenly a star, and her life transformed into a whirlwind of photo shoots and red carpets. “I never know if I’ll be free on what day,” she says of her demanding new schedule. “Everything is planned out for you, but things just pop up as you go. It’s been free living. Sometimes I try to escape to Texas, but life is very ‘whatever happens next.’ It’s crazy.”
What happens next is Lane will begin shooting Shoplifters of the World, another indie, despite receiving interest from studios for bigger budget projects. Her reluctance to appear in wider releases might have something to do with the uglier side of fame. Last fall, photos of her and LaBeouf holding hands shot across the internet. “I think it’s just fucking ridiculous,” she says of the experience, her eyes blazing. “Why is it necessary? Why do you have to put [my] personal life out there for the world to see when they have no connection to me? I don’t have an obligation to share my life with you. It’s pretty fucked up.”
To get through difficult moments like that one, Lane writes, reads, and dances, but being alone and recharging her batteries is what keeps her sane. For Lane, the future after Shoplifters is a total mystery. Right now, it’s about surviving the day-to-day. “My mental state has changed from hopeless to hopeful, but I still deal with mental illness,” she admits. “I deal with my anxiety, I deal with how I personally feel about attention on me and cameras and all of that. I don’t want people to think that I’m like, ‘Oh, whatever.’ I’m so appreciative, but it’s scary.”
Sweater by Alexander Wang, earrings by Misha Gill, stylist’s own tights.