You may have presumed from the title that I would fall into the trap of endearment and indulgent veneration, but I won't. Am I the only one who finds
Natalie Portman discernibly unattractive? It seems she's reached a monolithic state of absolute beauty of which no one can match. In fact, all expressions of beauty are related to, and categorized by, their relationship to Portman's. There's a rather lengthy, highly venerating (venereal?)
article in The Observer today devoted to her cultural anonymity and devout (assumed) intellectualism; an article that falls firmly into the aforementioned trap. Read it at your peril.
