Stop looking at me swan

We went and saw Black Swan with Alessio and Agi last night.

O holy heck. That is one disturbing film.
Natalie Portman's performance is a revelation, truly exceptional and worthy of the praise and prizes she has been receiving.

I wouldn't say I enjoyed the film - it's not a light-hearted feel good family romp that's for sure, but I appreciated the performances, which were all excellent, the imagery and symbolism, the stunning costumes, confronting camera work and its exploration of the darker side of ballet, ambition, desire and mental illness.

Even M liked it, which surprised me.

The French lady next to me however, HATED it.
Which she declared loudly and in full voice as soon as the credits started rolling.
Which in turn caused everyone in the - very full - cinema to turn around and give me death stares.

There's not an appropriate non-verbal cue for "I didn't say that, the nut bag next to me did" besides pointing, shrugging and eye-rolling all at once.

Which probably just made me look like I'd lost control of my basic motor functions.


Speaking of over-sharing....


Adele.
iTuned her new album over the weekend.
(I'm determined to make iTuned a verb. You're welcome Steve Jobs)


This is what an ear-orgasm feels like.





Her voice..............

Dies.

The end.

xxx