Marionette

Scarlett Johansson has a bit of a daddy complex. It's been obvious at least since she became Woody Allen's newest nubile muse, though you can make a strong argument for her Billy Murray-baiting performance in Lost in Translation as an early warning sign. Because her debut album, Anywhere I Lay My Head, is also a curiosity of Tom Waits covers Svengalied into existence by producer David Sitek, it fits perfectly into a psychosexual reading of her body of work as being (over?) determined by her older, hipper, maler collaborators. That it features David Bowie on background vocals is just icing on the cake.

You can find the rest of the mean things I have to say about this record at Slant.