Get Over You / Move This Mountain (song) - Music Video

Music Video

The video for "Get Over You" is set in a shopping mall, after hours, on a rainy night. The camera passes by the closed, neon-lit stores, and locks onto the shopwindow of "Parisienne Bridalwear" where a seemingly perfectionist designer is busy adjusting the garments of waxy-looking mannequins of bride and groom. The bride dummy, played by Bextor, suddenly starts to blink and roll its eyes. The designer finally decides to move the groom, played by Swedish recording artist Jonas Myrin, away from Bextor and places it beside the other bride-doll. The Bextor-dummy starts to sing and performs clumsy movements of its various body parts, tilting and turning its head, trying axial hand-rotation, but all these remain unnoticed by the designer who leaves the scene. Bextor's motion becomes gradually smoother, as the doll keeps singing and is getting more and more alive. She even drops her bouquet, and acquires a kind of "life power" that makes her capable of breaking the store window without even touching it. Engulfed in a shower of exploding glass splinters, Bextor steps out of the window, removes her bridal costume, revealing a pink frock, and starts walking down the shopping lane. Other female mannequins in fashion shops come alive as she passes by and blasts the windows open. The liberated dolls all escape and follow Bextor in a robotic dance. The video finishes with Bextor waving to the camera with both hands and shattering the screen into fragments as if it was another shop window and the viewer was another girl, captive of an unhappy love partnership alike. In a few short segments of the video, the World Trade Center can be seen in a New York City background behind the mannequins.

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