Monday, February 9, 2009

The Wrestler

Myself, I'm not a fan of one Mr. Darren Aronofsky. Requiem For a Dream? Nah. Pi? No thank you sir. The Fountain? Are you kidding me?
But I found myself strangely drawn to his latest film, The Wrestler. Maybe it was the violence. I sure have an insatiable thirst for spilt blood. Aw, who am I kidding. It was probably the super foxy Marisa Tomei. Mmm mmm mmm.

But maybe, just maybe, it was the idea that a film could mean more to an actor than just a paycheck. This was after all, Mickey Rourke's comeback performance. He is, in fact, just basically playing himself in this film; a broken, beaten old bull just trying to get by on his own.

Rourke is Oscar-worthy in his role. He may just win come the 22nd, and for good reason.

Besides him though, the film is not much that we haven't seen before. It truly thinks it's more inspiring than it really is. It is, however, a step-up for the director. You're on your way kid.


1 comment:

  1. agreed about rourke. Marisa Tomei is nothing more than an eye candy on film. Although i'm not sure who i would put in her place as far as the oscar nomination.