Café oh Gross

If anyone is familiar with Roman Polanski's 1965 film Répulsion, they will of course remember the figure of the rabbit left by Carole's sister when she goes away with her boyfriend, and had been Carole's excuse not to go out with Michael or whatever his name is. And by the end as it decomposes and she's carrying it with her to the beauty salon, the rabbit is a sign of the degree to which Catherine Deneuve's character is fucked up. Basically. I just thought of that because my room is being thoroughly cleaned (thanks scout, for not coming once this term) and I found a glass of coffee with milk in it from my second to last all niter. But this made me wonder even more about Polanski's film. The movie's 'sposed to be about how Carole is completely repulsed by sex right? And so the movie follows her, isn't he distracting us from the central idea by filling the apartment with so many repulsive images (such as the rabbit or the sister's boyfriend's toothbrush)? So that made me ask why I find this glass of coffee disgusting. Is it for it's evocative powers in reminding me of the anguish of an all niter? NO. It's because it's a gross, skanky glass of old coffee which never was good in the first place because I decided to buy fair trade. And no amount of Spenda(™?) can make poorly executed good intentions such as the local Coop's(tm?) save the rainforest by buying crisps and smoothies scheme. The same goes for the rabbit, but it must be owned that I am better at keeping my room clean than Carole.