So just this weekend I've seen Black Swan about 2 1/2 times. I'm not obsessed, it's just that everyone in my family decided that they want to see it.
I watched it with my sister Sally before I went to work today because she said she wanted me to tell her when the "scary parts" come. I keep telling her that it's really not that scary, but she didn't believe me. So all I could really say was "ummm, how are you on queasiness factor? Like...how are you with hangnails?"
And then I came home from work and my parents were watching it. They were nearing the lesbian sex scene so I had to duck out of there. When I heard Natalie Portman orgasm, I knew it was okay to go and watch it with them. It was funny because out of all the things that are going on in this movie, my dad asks the weirdest questions. Like there are SO many screwed up things that are happening in this movie and my dad asks questions like "Why didn't her mother wake her up in the morning?" It's not better than my mom though, asking things like "OH MY GOD, DID THAT REALLY HAPPEN?!" Well mom, the funny thing is....if you WATCH the movie, it will tell you.
Then we watched the special feature documentary thingy maggigy and it kind of ruined the movie for me. Like, I want to think that Natalie Portman did all the dancing! Not some stupid professional dancer standing in for Natalie. Then they were all like "this is how we put the feathers on her" and I'm all like "WHAT?! SHE REALLY TURNED INTO A SWAN I DONT CARE WHAT YOU SAY." Special features ruin everything. But anyway, I'd like to point out how funny it is that Thom Yorke has a song called "Black Swan" and the chorus only consists of him saying (excuse my language) "this is fucked up, fucked up." Which explains the movie perfectly. But his song came out in 2006. It's like he predicted the movie. ARE YOU SOME KIND OF PROPHET THOM YORKE?!
My mom bought "Black Swan" wine to watch the movie. So funny.
Anyway, this is my sister eating chicken noodle soup she made today.
....I don't know what she's doing with her face. I really don't. But it's hilarious. This is what we do on Saturday afternoons.
Anywhores, it's time for some midnight ice cream. Goodbye!
-Jenny.

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