The Useless Critic 2.0

By Britt Once upon a time , I cared about the Supermoon. I thought it was something significant in some respect I was called upon to give a shit about. I thought: "Well, it's a big  moon." And the way the media built it up! You would have thought the moon was going to fall out of the sky and into Paula Deen's waiting mouth. Doused in butter, naturally. RIP Paula's career Then, last year I experienced my first "Supermoon." Even though apparently we've been having them for years. Who knew?!?! NOT ME.  I went outside- it was Cinco de Mayo and I was with friends- and I expected to see a GIGANTIC GLOWING ORB IN THE NIGHT SKY. I waited for something like a Biblical prophecy. I looked up, over the man-made pollution, and... It was just a moon. Just a full. Moon. What am I looking at? Oh. That. So maybe there are astrological meanings for this I don't fully grasp. And maybe it is a lot closer than it's ever been, but I reall...

My   Melancholia   review Britt Y SO SRS Okay,   Melancholia .  Blah blah blah Lars Von Trier blah blah weeping Charlotte Gainsbourg (not disemboweling any penises this time) blah blah Kirsten Dunst can really act! Blah blah oh look Kiefer Sutherland now has something to do after they cancelled  24 . JUST KIDDING. I totally Ashton Kutchered you. For me personally, there was a LOT riding on this film, because Lars Von Trier is a whirlwind of a fellow! I mean, this guy is just something else. It’s as if we live in this world of movie directors who are chocolate bars (the Hershey variety, noneother) and here is this dude who is made out of vanilla plastic. He made Bjork want to never act again. HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN! What I saw of  Antichrist  left me bemused, entertained and very aroused. I happened to watch the entirety of  Melancholia , unlike my companion, who passed out like a sleepless baby within the first few seco...