Natalie Portman blew goats in both her last major roles. This has nothing to do with anything else on this blog, but I gotta bring it up anyway. In both
Closer and
Garden State, she played the whimsical, one-step-ahead-of-you, fun-but-screwed-up American girl.
Garden State was a tad too cute to begin with. And
Closer's script was just fragile enough that one screw-up could land it half-in-half-out of the shitter. In both movies, her noisy adorability cast a sickly radioactive glare over admirable performances and some clever writing.
Our enjoyment of the films was mauled and maimed by an incessant innner cry: "SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU'VE WORN OUT YOUR CUTENESS!"
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