So last night I went to see Black Swan again to a theater near my house. I loved the movie so much I felt it deserved a second viewing in the theater to appreciate things I might have missed the first time around. So I salute Rodarte for the gorgeous costumes, Natalie Portman for her well deserved Oscar and Darren Aronofsky for being able to consistently create movies that are visceral, moving and unsettling.
Right now I can't post about anything related to my ongoing cancer battle, my recent stint in the hospital was excruciating and the thought that this is only the beginning and I have long road ahead of hospital stays and chemo is overwhelmingly terrifying. But I will post about this. I just saw Darren Aronofsky's Black Swan and it was beautiful. Dark, uncomfortable, visually enthralling, creepy and thrilling to watch Natalie Portman's performance and her psychological unravel as the movie progresses. A must see! Definitely one of this year's best movies. But also...how cool are these posters? Haven't been able to find out who the designer is but I could definitely see the last one on my wall.
After a horrendous summer movie season where the only movies of note were the excellent Inception and smartly written The Kids Are Alright, the fall seems to bring a promise of more substance. Darren Aronofsky's newest is definitely one I'm excited about. Making trippy, visceral films that are hard to shake and often times watch, Black Swan looks pretty intense. A definite plus is Natalie Portman stars, who is always pleasure to see onscreen.
n trying to find the Natalie Portman short (my favorite) from Paris, Je' taime and update it on an older post I wound up deleting the post entirely. So here I'm raising it again because I just like it that much. After Paris, Je'taime, will come sometime in the near future New York, I Love You, which I am quite excited about. I've become a sucker for any story set in NYC. Not so interested in anything set in eternally sunny LA. There was a long time last year when I fantasized about moving to NYC, and finding myself anew admist neon lights, skyscrapers, manhattans and endless, moving, concrete roads. While the possibility has never gone away, I've since decided to stay in San Francisco, at least for a while longer. My love for this city has only grown stronger and in the past few weeks of shakespearean woes, random strangers brought to my attention just how lucky I am. I was doing laundry with my roommate at the Starwash Laundrymat, which is around the corner from our house. As we were there piling clothes in the drier with our frizzy hair and frumpy, laundry day outfits, tourists came in to take pictures of the laundrymat. Its a cute, tiny, clean laundry mat that is plastered to the ceiling with pictures of old stars from the days of black and white. My roommate and I looked at each other and had to comment on how amazing it is that we live in such a place and do our laundry where others come to purposefully take pictures. I walked in dirty and came out feeling grateful once again. So yes, I have a long term relationship with SF, and happy to have NYC as long distance lover.
