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Margot Robbie and Jacob Elordi on Wuthering Heights, Hollywood, and Coming Up From Queensland

Margot Robbie and Jacob Elordi are two of the most bankable actors in Hollywood, and they both came from the same place. Queensland. Different towns. Different timelines. Same exit ramp.

This year, they’ll appear together onscreen for the first time in Wuthering Heights, Emerald Fennell’s adaptation of Emily Brontë’s gothic novel. The film is produced by Robbie under her LuckyChap banner and marks another collaboration between Elordi and Fennell following Saltburn. For both actors, the project feels less like a prestige assignment and more like a full-circle moment.

A week after Elordi’s first Vogue Australia cover shoot, the two sat together in Los Angeles, relaxed and unguarded, trading stories about early ambition and late arrival. Elordi, 28, recalled driving a beat-up Chevy Impala through the Hollywood Hills with Robbie riding shotgun, top down, the city stretching out beneath them. “Best day ever,” he said, plainly. Robbie, 35, remembers seeing Frankenstein posters plastered around town and feeling the unreality of it all.

For Elordi, Hollywood wasn’t always cinematic. Before landing Euphoria in 2018—before awards chatter or franchise talk—he was sleeping in his car on Mulholland Drive, reluctant to ask his parents for more money. One of the final photos from this shoot was taken in the same spot. “People talk about the ‘I made it’ moment,” he said. “I just remember thinking, ‘Wow.’”

Robbie’s ascent ran parallel but faster. While Elordi was breaking through, she was leading Barbie to more than a billion dollars at the box office, cementing her status as both star and producer. Not long after, she became a mother. The industry didn’t slow. It rarely does.

The two first crossed paths professionally when Robbie suggested Elordi for Saltburn, the film that shifted him from rising actor to cultural fixation. Now, Wuthering Heights brings them together in a far stranger register: moors, obsession, cruelty, desire. Fennell’s version resists tradition. The imagery is heightened, sometimes abrasive—red skirts, wet shirts, gold teeth, stylized interiors that feel closer to nightmare than period drama.

Elordi’s Heathcliff is physical and feral. Robbie’s Catherine is restless and unsentimental. It’s not nostalgia. It’s confrontation.

Both actors speak often about growing up in Australia and the strange dislocation of making it elsewhere. Hollywood rewards momentum, not reflection. But sitting together, there’s an ease between them—shared geography, shared distance from it.

For two Queensland kids who once looked south and then across the ocean, Wuthering Heights isn’t just another role. It’s proof that leaving doesn’t always mean losing the thread.

And it’s only January.

Last modified: January 26, 2026

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