Even though it's probably safe to assume by now that the Mayan Apocalypse was a bust, we've still got a few more hours of socially acceptable nihilism on our hands. If you haven't already had the (figurative) pleasure, there will never be a better time to sink into the slowly unraveling despair that is Melancholia.
Spring is in the air. The weather is warm, almost troublingly so. Flowers are blooming. Babies are everywhere. It's all a little much, isn't it? It's all so very pleasant. Lars von Trier's latest film, Melancholia, is just what you need to snap out of this sunshiney state of mind.