Meh Lancholia

I do believe that The Holidays should be spent doing whatever the hell one wants to do and without reservation. So if sitting around drunk in your tighty whities watching porn on your greasy couch is what this time of year means to you then Happy Thanksgiving to you man! For me it's all about the food, the company, the food and the company. Also, I like to do a lot of nothing-planned, which this year included sitting around giving love advice, eating copious amounts of pie, walking up a hill and watching a movie with the boys downstairs.

I really don't have strong feelings about the ever-so-slightly misogynist anti-Semite director Lars von Trier or his films. I really don't. In truth I've not delved into his films but for bits and pieces of Breaking the Waves and Dogville (in its entirety), which I loved. Rumor has it that von Trier's latest film is his most lighthearted; this notion alone intrigued me. So we had the boys come up with their wine bottle and more copious amounts of pie to sit around our electronic hearth for a viewing of what is sure to be this season's feel-good feature Melancholia.

Meh.

I know that 'Meh' isn't likely considered a proper review, but... meh.

Ok, the film is very pretty. Set days before earth smashes into a much larger planet it's not at all lighthearted (duh) but very well-acted. That Dunst gal didn't annoy me and who knew she was a natural D-cup? You go skinny white girl! Every character was disagreeable or outright obnoxious except for the child, which made them all fall in to the same category of bore. Maybe it was the copious amounts of wine and pie, but at the end I just wanted to go to sleep.

Meh.