In a Hollywood obsessed with sex and abortion, it’s unheard of for a music video to star an unborn baby. Until this week.
Released Monday, British singer James Blake’s latest music video stars a pregnant Natalie Portman “just days” before she gave birth to daughter Amalia.
Filmed in black-and-white, the video for Blake’s song, My Willing Heart, alternates between shots of the 35-year-old actress swimming gracefully or reclining on her bed. At one point, the video even captures her baby bump moving as Amalia kicks.
On Feb. 22, Portman gave birth to her baby girl with husband Benjamin Millepied. She joins her big brother, five-year-old Aleph, who may have had a cameo in the film, when a little boy appears to caress Portman’s bare belly.
The song comes from Blake's 2016 album, The Colour In Anything. A press release citing video director Anna Rose Holmer and publicized by USA Today revealed that the video serves as a “beautiful love letter to Amalia” and was shot “just days” before birth.
The lyrics are below:
The first time your name was used
It was beauty and I knew
Sat in a violet room with some people I saw through
Gathered 'round the television's fire
Watching for the people I admired
Outside my world, we're frozen in the mouth
I couldn't let them outWhen I see my willing heart
How will I know?
How will I walk slow?
How will I know?
How will I walk slow?It's a strange spell that we lust for
Every now and then, every now and then
Every now and then, every now and thenWhen I see my willing heart
How will I know?
How will I walk slow?
It's a strange spell that we watch for
And one I swear I never saw
Every now and then, every now and thenEvery now and then
You're still on my screen
Every now and then
You're still on my screen
Every now and then
There's a glare from the sun and the servant
Every now and thenWhen I see my willing heart
How will I know?
How will I walk slow?
How will I know?
How will I walk slow?It's a strange spell that we watch for
Every now and then
You're still on my screen
Every now and then
They must have heard my scream
Every now and then
There's a glare from the sun and the servant
Every now and thenWhen I see my willing heart
How will I know?
How will I walk slow?
