Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girls. Show all posts

Monday, January 24, 2011

Black Swan: Oh, to be a teenage girl again.

If you were an adolescent, or harbored any hint of adolescent sentiment when Garden State came out, you would've been in love with Natalie Portman. Doesn't matter if you're a boy or a girl. You might even have residual feelings about her from Leon (feelings which would have been disturbingly paedophilic). She was the perfectly quirky girl with fantastic taste in music who any sensible teenage girl wanted to emulate and any teenage boy wanted to sleep with.


In Black Swan, Natalie Portman hits puberty. She goes from being a sweet, innocent ballerina-child to a feisty, dark swan-woman. And because she featured so prominently in our adolescence, every moment of her girl-to-woman (or, white swan to black swan, or, sexually repressed to sexually empowered) transformation tugs at our heartstrings. It brings back memories of shitty teenage poetry and sketches of bleeding angels published on deviantart.com

Mirror, mother, mirror, suicide, self-harm, bulimia, suicide, lesbian experimentation. If you type those words into google images, some pimply fourteen year old girl with raging hormones will pop up. Black Swan has picked the brain of an adolescent girl and pulled out the main bits. Yes, it does get a bit too melodramatic, but Darren Aronofsky executes it with style. Rest assured, it never feels like you're watching America's Next Top Model.

Is it Aronofsky's finest piece of work? If you were never an angsty teenage girl, then probably not. The dialogue was a bit shit and Vincent Cassel was wasted on a flat character. Also, if hard drugs and Jennifer Connelly is more your cup of tea then you'll probably prefer Requiem for a Dream.

Finally, here's a song to help you regress to adolescence.



Look, she even has feathers. Black feathers.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Tennis at Madame Jojo's

We just saw Tennis play at Madame Jojo's and the general consensus is that Alaina Moore is pretty cute. She's got the same hair as Victoria Legrand from Beach House. That is to say, a poodle on top of her head. A stylish poodle. It did get a bit much when she started talking about how she used to work at American Apparel but got kicked out for refusing to straighten her hair and having a fringe back when nobody else had one. Yeah, we know you're cool Alaina. We know you went sailing with your husband/band mate and rescued little birds and wrote songs and all that. We know, and we're pretty jealous.



Anyways, here's their super-listenable song. Go loop it about a hundred times until you get really, really sick of it.