Beautifully unsettling and yet somehow upsetting on a personal level. Maybe due to the message and how twisted it is, or just because I will never forget not to hold a baby's head properly EVER. Yet I must say, nicely shot. That is to be expected from Aronofsky, but this one is uncommonly bright. Not in tone, are you crazy? In hue and nothing else. Watched it twice, only to see the horror on my friends' faces.
I despise blatant symbolism/allegory in cinema, as by definition (being tropes of literature, of painting) they can't be nothing but underlining and obvious. This empties the film. It's like a dumb, big baby that eats everything around it. I don't want to watch something alluding to something else, I want to watch time, which is the medium of cinema. Aronofsky's mumbo-jumbo side is on show here. Unfocused, ludicrous.
Brilliant film even if it's sometimes a little too graphic. Daring, personal, thought-provoking. It's not for everyone but for those who want to watch a personal view about our existence, our humanity and how we are here, it feels like a beautiful and painful poem.
Wonderful to see Aronofsky at his outlandish best with a twisty, edgy and disturbing offering. Those of a nervous disposition would be wise to give it a miss, but if you can handle the dark, brooding and nightmarish plight of Mother, played by Lawrence, then you're in for a treat. The film builds from a simmer to a boil as more and more guests arrive at a couple's house in the middle of nowhere. Weirdly awesome!