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Finally saw Dancer In The Dark...quite an experience. Usually I have a hard time suspending disbelief when plots get too ludicrous, but in this case, it didn't even occur to me that the twists and turns might strain credulity.

Why?

Bjork.

She was amazing. Uh. Mazing. That she did not win Best Actress last year will go down in the annals of history as a really crap thing. Of course, what you really want to know is, "Did you greet like a wee bairn whose bonnie sheep, traumatized by a blow from a tossed caber, hoofed it across the highlands in a sheepy daze, only to drown in a loch on the golf course at St. Andrews, breaking said wee bairn's heart forever and ever?"

The answer is no. Actually, the answer is a bit. I was standing firm, proud, and dead stoic, until the bit at the end with Catherine Deneuve rushing in and telling Bjork something-that-I-won't-spoil-by-revealing. At that bit, I made an involuntary squawk and a few rivulets of salty water made it overboard.

Anyway, if you're reading this, Bjork -- nice one. Your new album's good too. Nah, don't mention it.


| posted by Alex at 3:51 PM