Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Requiem for a Dream

***DISCLAIMER*** The following review is entirely my opinion. If you comment (which I encourage you to do) be respectful. If you don't agree with my opinion, that's fine. To each their own. I am just sharing my opinions and perspective. Finally, the reviews are given on a scale of 1-5. 1, of course, being terrible. 2, being not great. 3, being okay. 4, being good and 5, being epic!




Requiem for a Dream – 4 out of 5



I’ve never done heroin—because I don’t have any musical talent—but I can honestly say I kinda have a clue what this level of addiction has after watching Requiem for a Dream. For the longest time, I haven’t seen this movie from beginning to end. I’ve caught bits and pieces here and there and every time I borrowed it from someone—or rented it, I mean (don’t want to be sued because I didn’t pay some kind of money to watch it because not paying money to view something could possibly be pirating) but every time I “rented” the film I found myself no longer interested in the rest of the story once Jennifer Connelly showed up sans pants. However, finally I sat down and watched it from open to end credits and I have to say: I don’t want to do heroin. However, I am still cripplingly addicted to the blood of my victims and the lamentations of the women.

She may or may not be wearing pants in this scene.


The basic story of Requiem is that “drugs are bad, mmmkay.” The story revolves around an older woman named Sara (Ellen Burstyn) who is chosen to be on television and desires to drop some poundage so she consults a doctor who gives her some weight-losing amphetamines—and she becomes addicted. Then there’s her son; Harry (Jared Leto), his girlfriend; Marion (Jennifer Connelly); and his friend; Tyron (Marlon Wayans) and they are all heroin addicts that end up getting involved in the drug trade. Sara starts to lose her mind as the amphetamines begins to make her hallucinate and she believes the refrigerator is her enemy conspiring to make her fat while Harry and his crew stars to delve into the dark corners of the world to supply their habit. Shockingly, their addiction to illicit materials ends up working against all the characters and they are all led into misery.

Children reading this need to know that what she is holding is a precursor to your
iPhone.


Like I said before, since this movie came out when I was first starting college, I’ve seen only small portions of it—but was constantly distracted by the fact early in the movie we see Jennifer Connelly without pants (I’m horribly lonely, people) but I was able to push pass the weird feelings that hit me seeing her without her bottoms and finished the movie and my overwhelming feeling is that I’m never EVER going to do heroin—or amphetamines because I don’t want to hate my ‘fridge. We’re buddies and we get along great. No need to ruin that relationship.

At times Marlon wasn't wearing pants either but it didn't have the same impact on me...
or did it?


I’m more shocked than anything else with the fact it took me this long to go back and watch this movie considering in college I became a big fan of one of the early films of Requiem’s director; Darren Aronofsky, Pi (Seriously, check that movie out it is awesome! Or don’t, that’s fine). 

Pi helped Aronofsky created the unique camera that is attached to the actor seen in this one...
I'm sure it has a name but I'm too lazy to Google it right now.


Even though heroin is not something I’m leaping at trying (or amphetamines), I can’t help but think that Aronofsky created a film that perfectly illustrates the horror that is these drugs—but I only speculate because I’ve never done these drugs. I also speculate that an LSD trip is very similar to a single viewing of Forbidden Zone.

I had the same reaction after watching Forbidden Zone as well!


The utterly hopeless and futile journey these characters make is so perfectly illustrated through Aronfsky’s use of fast editing (think the iconic reaction sequence when drugs are taken) to the strange, sometimes isolated feeling the characters have to endure characterized by the other-worldly make-up the film suddenly takes (for example, Sara having visions of sweet treats falling from her ceiling before she starts taking pills to lose weight). 

You can get a contact buzz from these scenes alone.


Even the performances are so strong, you start to believe that you are watching real addicts ready to go and blow an undercover cop for some spare change to get a fix. I can’t think of a single time that I’ve watched Marlon Wayans so convincingly play a serious role—I’m also convinced this is the ONLY time he’s ever played a serious role. Even Jared Leto, an actor who the internet likes to try and convince everyone that he is a star to watch even though he rarely proves that theory correct on screen, shows some chops—probably the only film with him in it that I’ve enjoyed his performance (unless you count enjoying watching his face get punched to shit in Fight Club).

Yep, totally a punchable face.


I wasn’t in any danger of shooting up anytime soon (remember the lack of musical talent) but it was nice to finally sit down and get to watch this movie in its entirety. Sadly, I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it through again…you know, because of the no pants thing.

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