I watched Dancer in the Dark today. I've wanted to watch it since it was on tv a while ago and I found out we own it on dvd. I figured how depressing can a film really be? And it has Bjork in it and she sings. It's a musical. A sad musical, yeah, and I knew the ending but I thought maybe I'd get a bit bleary eyed and choked up but I'm a tough girl. It can't be that bad.

Oh how naive of me! I can't tell you the last time I cried so hard. Well I can because I can remember it really clearly but I can't place a date on it and all I know is that I had just finished a book but I don't remember what book it could have been and I don't know why I was crying so hard but it was probably related to something else. But this film, my god. I didn't even realise I was so upset until I worked out that I couldn't hear what she was saying because it was me sniffling. And goddamn even knowing the ending I was still sitting there hoping it wouldn't happen.

Goddamn.

I'm going to have to sit here for hours finding something happy to stare at or I will never get to sleep tonight. Like look it's a scandalised otter.



I think it might work.