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Requiem For A Dream (2000)
Director: Darren Aronofsky
review by Mike Philbin
From the acclaimed director of Pi comes this harrowing classic. Requiem For A Dream is a Kafkaesque nightmare of the consequences of obsession. Directed and edited in the same edgy frenetic style as Pi, it is a movie with more visceral gut-punches than Seven and Fight Club combined. Why is Arronofsky not being hailed as the new avant-garde of cinema? Maybe he is - he should be.
The tale follows the 'Good Son', the 'Good Mother', the 'Cute Girlfriend', the 'Best Mate' on the ferry journey across to the Dark Side. They are you and I, Joe Fishbrain swimming along with the other fish in the congested stream of life.
Drugs, well, addiction to stuff in general is the major theme, but don't let this put you off, here is not a tedious drug biopic, there's no self pitying get better and learn from the rules of normal life for this unfortunate lot. Abandon all hope ye who enter here, it says at the gates of Hell. One after the other the victims to normal need are taken down to the fishing wharf, gutted on the table and fed to the sharks. This is a mighty enormous evisceration of the human soul.
In the end, a massive series of derelict concrete steps takes the viewer closer and closer to the biggest drop in movie history. The screaming siren song from the black abyss beckoning block after block to come zipping by your worthless ears, 100, 99, 98 ... 32, 31, 30 ..... 5, 4, 3, 2... You can smell the brain tissue frying in the last excruciating minutes, smell the KY, feel the bone-saw, feel the human body shiver to its core.
If you are fed up with spineless formulaic big-budget movies get this one out. Enjoy, if you can hang in there until the end. It's well worth the trip. Every pun intended.
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