1.6 stars. Oh do fuck off. Like an aggressively straight Almodóvar or a humourless Von Trier or a collaboration between bloody Quantic Dream and Tale of Tales. If these really are the last years of a dying planet I'd really rather have anyone but Aronofsky allegorise it. I mean, without Clint Mansell, what's even the point. The only thing I like are the squishy body horror moments as with 'Black Swan'.
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.