Well, Condé Nast Portfolio magazine scored an interview with young Ms. Bancroft (if she's younger than me, she's young, OK?). Can she sing? Nobody knows, with the exception of reporter Sophia Banay, who was treated to a parking-lot rendition of Rachmaninoff's op. 4, no. 3 (here's Jussi Bjoerling's version). Can she plausibly sit on the Dow Jones board? Nobody knows. The article seems to be going out of its way to paint her as an unblinking naïf:
Ticking off her qualifications to serve on the News Corp. board, [Bancroft] points out that she grew up in Europe, has a flexible schedule (she commutes to Milan for voice classes every few weeks), and sleeps only three to five hours a night. She also says she is multilingual and routinely reads foreign-language newspapers. Instead of being intimidated by the accomplished men who will be her colleagues, she says the prospect thrills her: "I have a much easier time understanding men. I was a tomboy. I love camping. I love sailing. I love doing boy stuff."Nevertheless, Bancroft is the only woman on the board, which, honesty forces me to admit, automatically makes her the smartest one there. A year from now, Bancroft and former Spanish prime minister José María Aznar will be acting out scenes from Born Yesterday while Murdoch wonders what the hell happened to his company.
Is she planning to get an M.B.A. to help prepare for the position? "In journalism?" she asks.
By the way, the Portfolio article mentioned Parterre Box in passing, calling it "an opera website run by a drag queen," which is rather like calling 2001: A Space Odyssey "vacation home movies." Show some respect!