Every now and then we get a perfect storm of overwhelming social media narcissism, Fatal Attraction, and a Kristen Wiig skit from SNL. And this one is so weirdly compelling and oddly entertaining as to make one wish it just wouldn't end. It's not just that she's a nymphomaniac, or that her pathological lying reflex is automatic, or that five years after the brutal murder she's still almost doable. It's more the universal feeling we the audience get as we
all become the prosecutor--attempting to peel off the layers of utterly irritating denial and evasive caveats. Sort of like trying to pin down one of the Tea Baggers on economics or the environment. Great stuff
Well...that depends what you mean by "up" or "down"...
Uh...then he somehow fell on the knife twenty-nine times....
