Last night, I went on a dinner/movie date with my beau and finally, finally saw Melancholia. I’m fascinated by more experimental films—which are more visceral and layered—more about the the experiential qualities of the movie than about creating a neatly packaged story. Because while Melancholia has a clear storyline (it’s the end of the world), that’s not what the film is about at all.
Not to mention, it’s gorgeous and beautifully constructed. I’m obsessed with it, currently.