Requiem for a Dream
- X gives this film a 4 [out of 5] Scalpel Rating™ -
From the title alone, i knew that this was going to be a depressing film.... visions of masses and hymns, being held and chanted for dreams that have escaped us and died, spun around in my head, and only spun more quickly, as i got absorbed in this movie.
I didn't find this film by director Darren Aronofsky to be very deep and mystical. It had a simple [if bizarrely depicted] plot, which did not detract from its powerful message and topic...
We are faced with four central characters, and their addictions... Sara Goldfarb, her son Harry, his girlfriend Marion, and the couple's drug dealer, Tyrone.
At the beginning of the film, we find Sara, a 50 something widow, who is addicted to television, and eating, continuously buying back her TV from the pawn shop, because Harry, who is addicted to drugs, keeps selling it on her for money to support his habit.
Sara has four dreams
... to have Harry be an "upstanding" member of society.
... to be loved and accepted by everyone.
... to be a contestant on her favorite game show.
... to be thin enough to wear her prized red dress, for the appearance on the show.
Harry has a dream
... to make enough money dealing drugs, to have a "normal" life with Marion, which includes marriage and kids, thus fulfilling one of Sara's dreams: to make her proud of him.
Marion also has a dream
... that Harry can fulfill his, so that she can be the woman that he wants her to be... "i love you Harry. you make me feel like a person" she says, and he replies, "you are the most beautiful girl in the world. you are my dream".
These "dreams" lead Sara to a rather shady doctor, who prescribes a strange regimen of speed and sleeping pills [Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, and orange in the evening. Just like that, one two three four!], and we get to watch, as poor Sara grinds her teeth and goes down the tubes, while Harry, Marion and Tyrone quickly follow.
There were a few scenes that were hard for me to watch.... the main one being when Marion goes to a party, and, for a fee, performs a display of anal intrusion, with another woman, while suited business men stand around in the semi darkness shouting "ass to ass!". The fact that, on the surface, these men seemed to be "respectable" and "refined" members of society, who were all living their own dreams, made it all the more frightening.
The other scene which disturbed me was the final one, and i have to admit, that i cried my eyes out in the last 4 minutes of this movie. Poor Sara finds herself in an institution, alone, old and insane, and neither Harry, Marion, her other friends, television or her red dress, can save her this film raises an important question about dreams.... do we control them, or do they own us, and, at what point does the pursuit of a dream, cross over into the category of a nightmare?
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