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by on December 2, 2011

Well Happy Goddamn Friday. Lady Gaga‘s new video for “Marry the Night” hath premiered. “Marry the Night” being  a fairly epic song — just listen to the last 30 seconds — called for a fairly epic video, which Her Monstrosity delivered with her own two paws. 

The Lady made her solo directorial debut  to chronicle what she describes as the “worst day” of her life. I’m assuming it has to do with some sort of attempt at self-mutilation/destruction, as a “next season Calvin Klein“-wearing Gaga is wheeled into a clinic by similarly-attired nurses. Seems that after her ballet instructor told her to hang up her pointe shoes, the Lady went all Black Swan in her apartment — weeping, screaming, breaking glasses, stripping down in a tub and dying her hair blue: a perfectly rational reaction.

Following her hospital stint, Gaga is determined to be a star now that she “has nothing to lose.”  She slips into Madonna‘s discarded Desperately Seeking Susan skin to return to her dance school to show them what-for — and in a stiletto no less. A Fame-like dance number ensues with cars exploding all over the place as the song violently careens into its thrilling conclusion — accompanied by a high-speed, high-fashion montage. It’s an orgy of 80s nostalgia and over-the-top opulence and gamely displays Lady Gaga’s talents as a director, actress and pyromaniac.  Strap on your Mugler tutus and get ready to pirouette into the secret history of Lady Gaga.


Contributed by Lester Brathwaite

I was center square from 1969 to 1978, during which I perfected the art of the zing as well as a crippling cocaine addiction. Bea Arthur was responsible for both. @LesFabian lester dot brathwaite at gmail

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