'that's sick, even for you' : julia roberts fans, stay away!

Ever wondered how that jawline of Julia Roberts resembles the grin of a Great White Shark (except it's not grinning, the latter, it's preparing to well, disembowel, or something)? But I swear when she looks into the camera and/or co-actor etc, and you know it's that moment when she's gonna flash that world-famous Julia Roberts smile-for-lack-of-better-word * (and with her in a movie, any movie, you can always sense that moment; if you're like me, you dread it even), some of those great Nat Geo documentaries flash through my mind instantly, and I find myself stepping back a few feet from the screen. I mean, it's just the basic instinct of preservation, really.

PS: Was watching Duplicity the other day when this thought articulated itself in my brain. For decades now, I've been wondering why that up-close menace of a facial expression (and it's almost always in close-up) gives me involuntary jitters. On another note, though, it's a brilliant film; an extremely smart, tricky travelogue (even) through NY, Rome, Miami, Dubai (umm, and Cleveland), with sexy Spy vs Spy repartee, keeps you totally hooked. And it's got Clive Owen. A must-watch (even if you agree with moot point of this post).

* Cuz when your jaw expands beyond normal human measurements, it's not a smile. One has to come up with a better word. Invent it.