It has always been an absolute pleasure to watch ballet dancing, the swirling and the pirouette; the elegance and the beauty combined that take your breath away.
I was quite looking forward to getting all of that in Black Swan. Only to realised as soon as the movie began, I have signed up for a horror thriller!
Scenes of bloody nails, breaking bones and puncture wounds are just about what I can recall after coming out from the ballet movie.
The worst bit - I am still trying to figure out which parts were figments of Nina's fervid imagination and which ones were real.
Too much swirling for me I guess and definitely qualifies for nightmare materials.
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