I borrowed Fur: an imaginary portrait of Diane Arbus from a friend months and months ago and finally got around to watching it last weekend.  I had never heard of Diane Arbus, but it turns out I’d seen one of her more famous photos, “Child with Toy Hand Grenade,” on the cover of an SNFU album.  Her photographs are often funny-sad and a little scary sometimes, like “Masked Woman in a Wheelchair:”

Fur got some pretty bad reviews, but I really liked it.  The movie makes clear, even in the title, that this is a highly fictionalized account of Arbus’s life and a lot of what bugs the reviewers is that she and her life are portrayed so differently from what we know of her.  Perhaps if I’d known more about her before I saw the movie, I would have enjoyed it less, but I don’t think so.  I like when artists take a small piece of something and create an almost totally new thing.