{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Bj\u00f6rk.fr \u2013 Site francophone d\u00e9di\u00e9 \u00e0 Bj\u00f6rk : musique, clips et actualit\u00e9s","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.bjork.fr","title":"The Independent On Sunday","author_name":"","width":"480","height":"315","url":"https:\/\/bjork.fr\/The-Independent-On-Sunday-2002","html":"\u003Ch4 class='title'\u003E\u003Ca href='https:\/\/bjork.fr\/The-Independent-On-Sunday-2002'\u003EThe Independent On Sunday\u003C\/a\u003E\u003C\/h4\u003E\u003Cblockquote class='spip'\u003E\n\u003Cp\u003EDancer in the Dark leaves no room for indifference. I was present at its first public screening, at the 2000 Cannes Film Festival, when the audience erupted into factional cheering and booing. Had I not found myself so caught up in its harrowing pleasures, I would have been doing the latter—which is what I told a roomful of critics at a party that night, who all thought the film a trashy indulgence and subtly suggested that I was something of an idiot for falling for it. I explained this to (\u2026)\u003C\/p\u003E\n\u003C\/blockquote\u003E\n"}