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This site has excerpts of my novel-in-progress, Hot Love on the Wing, as well as thoughts on post postmodernism, avant garde art, literature, music, and the community of artists in Bushwick and New York.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Black Swan

Saw Black Swan last night, which was good. Very emotionally difficult. I left with a cramp, which lasted for about an hour and was only helped by a shot of Buffalo Trace whiskey and some jalapeno potato chips and a pint a Yuengling.

Perhaps it would have been easier to stomach if my ex-girlfriend weren't a ballerina, but that, unfortunately, is not what this post is about.

Natalie Portman did a fine job acting in the film. She will likely win Best Actress at the Oscars. The only point I didn't believe she was a real ballerina was when she told her mom that she got the lead role as the Swan Queen. She did, as Gio described, her facial contractions - smile, to lesser smile, to bigger smile, etc.

Other than that she was stunning. And while at times the relationship between mother and daughter was mawkish, it was so in a good way. We all can relate to the mawkishness. In the same way we shudder at her self-mutilation.

Ugh, I think about it and the stomach tumor bulges.
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