to die for

After Pocahontas, I watched To Die For with Nicole Kidman. some Larry Clark style Shakespearian tragedy thing goin’ on. Gus van Sant is the perfect cut. sharp, surreal, sublime. made me wonder about my denial of fetishising. that claim seems to be pretty outdated these days. i couldn’t help it. all i was thinking at the funeral scene was “aww shit! she’s gonna fuck the kid at her dead husband’s funeral, right on the fucking coffin, all dressed in black! that is so hot!”. if Suzanne Stone can make me think like that, then she is truly a successful femme fatale.