The Belcourt, Bjork, and B-13
On Wednesday night Kate and I saw Prairie Home Companion, which I really enjoyed. On Tuesday afternoon I went alone and saw Department B-13, a French action movie with English subtitles. There's not much to know about the plot, except that about 3 minutes into it fighting, chases, and explosions ensue and don't really let up until the credits roll. Good movie.
However, before the showing of B-13, I saw what I think might have been the worst movie preview ever. Not a bad preview in the way you might think a movie looks dumb or uninteresting, but bad in a way that causes physical pain and emotional distress.
This movie is called Drawing Restraint 9. It stars Bjork and Barney (not the purple dinosaur, though it might actually have made it better). Set to a soundtrack that sounds like a sped-up audio recording of a roomful of kittens being tortured, various scenes flash on the screen: Bjork dancing around on a whaling ship, some icebergs, and a few concerned Japanese fishermen. There were other images, but I was trying to staunch the bloodflow from my ears, so I didn't get them all. However, nothing about the plot is really explained.
And though I didn't really want explanation, a part of me was intrigued (or bored) enough to seek out the film's website when I got home. You can visit it here, but it won't explain anything either. It will give pearls of wisdom like: "Production is the anal output of the path." I don't know what that means, but I'm going to try to use that sentence at least once a day.
Finally, I searched out my favorite site, Bjork.com, and came across a plot synopsis. It is several paragraphs long, so I'll only reproduce my favorite: