This clearly isn't a review of anything cultural, but i wanted to share a momentary event of yesterday which involved me knocking over a free-standing column of about 200 of these gilded beauties, Lindt rabbits, in my local supermarket. The slow-motion vision of the cascading river of gold made the experience akin to watching a short film / nightmare hybrid of which i was the central character, one left glowing with the iridescence of humiliation as hollow chocolate rabbits crashed to the ground, ricocheting off baked bean cans and pooling around my feet as shoppers looked on with ill-disguised relief that they weren't involved. Theatre of sorts, arguably.
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