Fab, Kirsten, and the Arcade Fire

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The Arcade Fire performing in a different church, in London, last month. Photo: Getty Images


Our review of the Arcade Fire's first sold-out show at Judson Memorial Church last night is brief: The sound was muddy, the crowd's energy was better than usual, the new songs were more introspective than the old ones and therefore less fun, and the experience of seeing a concert in a church wasn't all that special, though the stained-glass windows were cool. But that's all beside the point. The big story we have from the evening came while we were waiting on line for a beer. We noticed a guy — tight black jeans, a scruffy chin, looking slightly familiar — and, yeah, we were checking him out. We eavesdropped as he told the sound guy about how he'd been to McDonald's recently and was disappointed by soggy burgers. "It's never as good as you remember." Our thoughts exactly! We stared longingly. And then we realized who he was: Fabrizio Moretti. And we noticed a cute blonde in a hoodie next to him: Kirsten Dunst. Now, we're not saying that we saw them engage in any couple-y behavior. They were clearly there together. Maybe they're just friends. But we couldn't think of a situation in which their social circles might overlap, unless it involves that Strokes song that was on the Marie Antoinette trailer. All we're saying is that we saw them together and we thought it was odd, and that we cursed Kirsten Dunst for ruining our game. —Jada Yuan