Björk, the unclassifiable

I was in Iceland.

I was taken to the interior of the island, where the earth stirs, where the fire of the volcanoes spits and where the water gushes out in burning geysers and icy cascades.

Further in a mountain range drowned in mist and snow, I was shown a river where, centuries ago, a woman was sentenced to drowning for I don't know what crime, perhaps an act of witchcraft which was then the best way to get rid of the rebellious.

I thought of Björk.

She too, in other times, those of the law of men, would perhaps have ended her life like this, with the waters as a shroud.

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When We Were Witches,

a film adapted from The

 by the Brothers Grimm, directed in 1990 by the American Nietzchka Keene, marvelously confronts the soul of Björk with that of ancient witchcraft, or supposedly such.

The young woman, pregnant with her first child, a boy named Sindri Thorsson, is 19 years old and is barely hatching but already…

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