I finally got to see Under the Skin and Scarlett Johansson is easily in the most interesting stretch of her career ever.  I wasn’t really sure what to expect with this movie because I knew the basics of it but I also knew that the internet basically turned it into just poor quality screenshots of Scarlett Johansson naked.  I also was talking to someone last week who told me the movie was just a Species rip off where nothing happens.  I can say after having watched it this is the opinion of a deeply boring person.  This was interesting, as a lot of her work has been, because it sticks with you afterwards.  I am still uncertain how I feel about it.  As someone who watches a lot of disposable media I really appreciate this.  I mean, I watch just a ton of really, really bad movies that follow rote plots and you know I have to check my letterboxd account to see if I have seen stuff before because I certainly can’t remember it.  To me the greatest thing art can do is affect you.  So for me even if I am left wondering if a movie is good or not  the fact that I am still thinking about it later is thrilling, unpacking what it means.  At it’s core this is a deeply strange movie but much like the wonderful Her I would say it’s about isolation.  Maybe a little about loneliness.  Maybe alienation is the best word.  I enjoyed watching it, I am not sure if I think it was good or just noteworthy.  I also question the alertness of Scottish men since Scarlett Johansson just shows up in a van, picks them up, vaguely flirt and they don’t seem to bat an eye.  Cause, you know, some of this was filmed with hidden cameras and real people.  I guess that sort of thing is just common over there.  Whatever the reason I am still thinking about the movie and I am still thinking about Scarlett Johansson, who you may know I am a fan of.  A big fan.  And today I want to fuck Scarlett Johansson.