Darren Aronofsky’s Black Swan is many things, including a dark and sexually charged drama, a cautionary tale, and even a horror film of sorts. It’s a study of madness in the guise of obsession, a look at an artist striving for perfection, and a tour de force performance by both the lead character and the lead actress. (Hell, it could even be an unofficial sequel to Mirrors 2.) But for all the beauty and brilliance on display as the film explores the idea of suffering for the sake of art, it fails to find a human heart at the center of the story. We’re dazzled and terrified, but much like beauty itself the effect is only skin deep.

What is turning Bethany Perryman on this week? Your questions. She answers everything from going way downtown to what cinematic Rico Suaves you should be studying before your next night on the town.

Travel to sunny Canada, but just because the movie’s title dresses like a slut doesn’t mean it actually is a slut. It’s more talk and less action.