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.