It seems like just a few years ago that all vampy self-empowered post- Charlie’s Angels hip chicks were toting serious firearms. They thought it made them tough. They thought it made them chic. But after the passage of so little time, what it has made them is relics. They are all mere flickers on Classic MTV; in their wake, only one remains – the mighty Lara Croft, video-game superstar. With her unmistakable silhouette (Dirty Harry megagun, Pamela Anderson bustline, and the strap-on side holster that’s suddenly very Helmut Lang/Miu Miu), this high-tech anime ass-kicker just keeps getting better. Sure, she’s a luminary of Internet stroke sites. And sure, she’s given celebrity interviews to almost every major publication. But now the imminent release of Tomb Raider’s latest version has even set the financial markets atingle, meriting mention in the Wall Street Journal. Think a girl like that’s going to let you mess with her stock price? Go ahead, make her day.