As we’ve long debated in these pages, wrestled with as Jacob wrestled with his angel, it’s tough to know if stars are just like us. Sometimes they behave so much like us that we experience a kind of catharsis, an almost sexual release that makes us feel seen and defined. But other times, it’s clear that stars really aren’t like us at all, that they live fabulous and mysterious lives that us mortals can only dimly understand. So we’ve never been able to definitively decide, have we?