Welcome To My Bed



It's near impossible not to have a throbbing crush on Ewan McGregor on a regular basis. But I think he should never be allowed to play a grungy rock star again, simply because he is too irressistible. And if you don't believe me, watch Velvet Goldmine and see yourself convinced. But finding musicians attractive is like having a cigarette habit: it arguably makes you look terribly cool, but then there are the nasty side-effects. I'd know a little about both. Anyway, Todd Haynes already made me fall in love with Bob Dylan all over again. So it's not surprising he made it happen with an "interpretation" of Iggy Pop.  And the "interpretation" of Bowie wasn't so bad either.