Darren Aronofsky is taking on The Wrestler

[echostation]

THey were both brilliant movies in their own right... I myself preferred the Wrestler over Slumdog but I LOVED Slumdog as well...

 

[TwilightPro101]

Mickey Rourke won the Golden Globe for best actor tonight.

Awesome!

 

[Episode29]

My Review:

While very few memories of my early childhood still remain present in my increasingly over-taxed frontal lobes, I still hold preciously vivid memories of attending the WWF spectacular at the PNE Coliseum in the now distant year of 1986. Over the course of an enchanting evening, which surely put my mom’s infinite patience to the test, the audience was treated to a litany of unforgettable sights such as Bret “The Hitman” Hart, in his ever-present hot pink tank top, sneering and spitting on a rowdily appreciative crowd, as well as Jake “The Snake” Roberts lugging his trademark python around the ring to mass applause and adoration.

While silly in retrospect, those unforgettable sights over-powered my 6-year-old imagination like a Flux Capacitor on a DeLorean, and as I’ve grown older they’ve remained encapsulated in a hazy golden glow of nostalgia. Yet, watching Darren Aronofsky’s new film The Wrestler, which arrives on a tidal wave of goodwill for newly resurrected comeback kid Mickey Rourke, I found those wistful childhood memories frequently dragged kicking and screaming into the present.

Playing Randy “The Ram” Robinson, a once great superstar in the WWF tradition, who is now a lonely trailer-park denizen with bad knees, a hearing aid and an over-reliance on prescription medication, Rourke disappears under a cloak of physical and emotional pain. As he travels to beat-up gyms and dingy community centres to perform in violent low-level wrestling matches for cash and perhaps one last chance for glory, Randy’s disappointment and understanding of his rapidly dwindling celebrity is reflected through the battered eyes of Rourke, a once-great talent also very familiar with lost potential.

For all his flaws, injuries and emotional shortcomings however, Randy remains a sadly loving individual who yearns to connect with those around him. Between visits to a scuzzy local strip club, where he pines for a middle-aged pole dancer named Cassidy (Marisa Tomei), he clumsily attempts to repair his broken relationship with his rightfully resentful daughter (Evan Rachel Wood). Captured with near-documentary precision by Aronofsky and cinematographer Maryse Alberti, these relationships and affecting encounters, as well as Randy’s quest for relevance, form the central narrative of The Wrestler, a film which eschews typical Hollywood story-telling in favour of in-depth character study and profound emotional truths.

With his long, tacky bleached blonde hair, as well as an imposing stature and craggy features which bring to mind Marvel Comic’s The Thing, it’s amazing how winning Rourke comes across, and how he manages to convey the experience of living within Randy’s skin to the audience. From the exhilaration of standing in front of a crowd of enthusiastic screaming fans, to the humiliation of being forced to work for low wages at a measly deli counter job, there is an uncanny sense of transference at work, washing Randy’s joys and sorrows over us in unstoppable waves. To call the performance a masterwork is to sell it short; Rourke is the pulsating exposed heart of The Wrestler, delivering a performance so steeped in reality that it’s often difficult to separate the creator from the creation.

Rourke’s co-stars prove to be equally up to the daunting challenge of matching his go-for-broke portrayal. Tomei, an actress who seems to be hitting her professional stride in recent years, is a fine counterpart to the commanding star. A mirror reflection of Randy’s own battle to remain viable in a youth-driven field, her stripper character walks a fine line between loving and distant. She recognizes as much good in him as bad, and Tomei’s brave performance allows us to sympathize with her at the same time we crave for a solution to Randy’s crippling loneliness. Similarly Evan Rachel Wood creates an honest and gripping three-dimensional portrait of bare childhood wounds in just a few short but invaluable scenes.

The performances would be for nought though, if it weren’t for Aronofsky’s steady directorial hand, unobtrusively revealing the layers of Randy’s world and allowing his actors supportive free reign over their environment and performances. There isn’t a single clumsy moment or false sentiment in The Wrestler, and Aronofsky’s effortless mastery over the film’s key scenes, such as Randy’s heartbreaking beach-side walk with his daughter or a gruesome extreme wrestling match featuring staple-guns and barb wire, further solidifies him as one of our most important of new directors.

For all of his dreams, virtues and faults, Randy “The Ram” Robinson goes on the short-list of the greatest of modern film characters, an individual who I felt strangely richer for having been able to be introduced to. The Wrestler is a stirring exploration of the human spirit, as well as a painful reminder of one of life’s many tragedies: that our heroes, no matter how romanticized or forgotten, are ultimately destined to grow old along with us.

5 out of 5

 

[The Apocalypse]

I finally got around to seeing this movie. It felt so real and it was one of the few things I've watch that I genuinely felt such emotion towards a character. The scenes with him and his daughter really touched me. I felt horrible for him during their last scene together.

5/5.

 

[[A]]

The only thing that was *off*: a heavy-metal hymn like Accept's Balls to the Wall among all that crappy 80s glam/hair rock

 

[Hunter Rider]

Pro Wrestlers Talk About The Wrestler


I hope the full thing is on the DVD.

 

[Why Are You Crouching Spock?]

Cool movie, almost got alittle weepy when he was talking to his daughter.
Didn't like the kinda open ended ending, if what happens happens I would rather see it than have it be left to your imagination, kinda felt like a build up without the ejaculation.

 

[[A]]

^ that's what I liked--no cheap omgzzz he died poor thing--and no one went to the funeral lulz

 

[Laderlappen]

The ending was one of the most brilliant things in the movie imo.

Spoiler

It doesnt matter if he died or not after the jump. In the end he says that its in the ring he belongs, and nobody will ever say he's done. If he died, he died. If he didnt, he will keep doing it 'til he does.

 

[[A]]

^

 

[TheFuture]

I loved this film. What I really liked about it is that it avoided becoming "sentimental slush". It was very real and I really enjoyed the father/daughter scenes. Anyone who knows what it's like to live with in Stephanies words a life long "**** up" will know the toll it takes on a family. So even though I did have sympathy for The Ram, I understood where his daughter was coming from.

Fantastic, and I enjoyed watching Tomei in this film very much. And how weird it is that I've seen two films in a week where I've loved the films themselves, and the soundtracks to both of the films too!

 

[Vapor]

Saw it last night and it is very good. It reminded me a lot of that documentary, 'Beyond The Mat' and in particular the segment on Jake The Snake..

Unsure about the ending. I can see points for both sides about the ending.. I did expect something more and at the time it felt a bit anti climatic but in hindsight I can see what your saying above about how we don't need to know if he died because if he did, he died doing something he loved.

It is a very good movie and I thought it was avery good portrayal of guys like Randy (and the younger characters in the film that wrestle) that don't make it big in the business and get stuck in wrestling either 'cos they love it or 'cos it's their income..

Mickey Rourke is excellent, nothing more to say other than that really.

 

[TheFuture]

My Review:

While very few memories of my early childhood still remain present in my increasingly over-taxed frontal lobes, I still hold preciously vivid memories of attending the WWF spectacular at the PNE Coliseum in the now distant year of 1986. Over the course of an enchanting evening, which surely put my mom’s infinite patience to the test, the audience was treated to a litany of unforgettable sights such as Bret “The Hitman” Hart, in his ever-present hot pink tank top, sneering and spitting on a rowdily appreciative crowd, as well as Jake “The Snake” Roberts lugging his trademark python around the ring to mass applause and adoration.

While silly in retrospect, those unforgettable sights over-powered my 6-year-old imagination like a Flux Capacitor on a DeLorean, and as I’ve grown older they’ve remained encapsulated in a hazy golden glow of nostalgia. Yet, watching Darren Aronofsky’s new film The Wrestler, which arrives on a tidal wave of goodwill for newly resurrected comeback kid Mickey Rourke, I found those wistful childhood memories frequently dragged kicking and screaming into the present.

Playing Randy “The Ram” Robinson, a once great superstar in the WWF tradition, who is now a lonely trailer-park denizen with bad knees, a hearing aid and an over-reliance on prescription medication, Rourke disappears under a cloak of physical and emotional pain. As he travels to beat-up gyms and dingy community centres to perform in violent low-level wrestling matches for cash and perhaps one last chance for glory, Randy’s disappointment and understanding of his rapidly dwindling celebrity is reflected through the battered eyes of Rourke, a once-great talent also very familiar with lost potential.

For all his flaws, injuries and emotional shortcomings however, Randy remains a sadly loving individual who yearns to connect with those around him. Between visits to a scuzzy local strip club, where he pines for a middle-aged pole dancer named Cassidy (Marisa Tomei), he clumsily attempts to repair his broken relationship with his rightfully resentful daughter (Evan Rachel Wood). Captured with near-documentary precision by Aronofsky and cinematographer Maryse Alberti, these relationships and affecting encounters, as well as Randy’s quest for relevance, form the central narrative of The Wrestler, a film which eschews typical Hollywood story-telling in favour of in-depth character study and profound emotional truths.

With his long, tacky bleached blonde hair, as well as an imposing stature and craggy features which bring to mind Marvel Comic’s The Thing, it’s amazing how winning Rourke comes across, and how he manages to convey the experience of living within Randy’s skin to the audience. From the exhilaration of standing in front of a crowd of enthusiastic screaming fans, to the humiliation of being forced to work for low wages at a measly deli counter job, there is an uncanny sense of transference at work, washing Randy’s joys and sorrows over us in unstoppable waves. To call the performance a masterwork is to sell it short; Rourke is the pulsating exposed heart of The Wrestler, delivering a performance so steeped in reality that it’s often difficult to separate the creator from the creation.

Rourke’s co-stars prove to be equally up to the daunting challenge of matching his go-for-broke portrayal. Tomei, an actress who seems to be hitting her professional stride in recent years, is a fine counterpart to the commanding star. A mirror reflection of Randy’s own battle to remain viable in a youth-driven field, her stripper character walks a fine line between loving and distant. She recognizes as much good in him as bad, and Tomei’s brave performance allows us to sympathize with her at the same time we crave for a solution to Randy’s crippling loneliness. Similarly Evan Rachel Wood creates an honest and gripping three-dimensional portrait of bare childhood wounds in just a few short but invaluable scenes.

The performances would be for nought though, if it weren’t for Aronofsky’s steady directorial hand, unobtrusively revealing the layers of Randy’s world and allowing his actors supportive free reign over their environment and performances. There isn’t a single clumsy moment or false sentiment in The Wrestler, and Aronofsky’s effortless mastery over the film’s key scenes, such as Randy’s heartbreaking beach-side walk with his daughter or a gruesome extreme wrestling match featuring staple-guns and barb wire, further solidifies him as one of our most important of new directors.

For all of his dreams, virtues and faults, Randy “The Ram” Robinson goes on the short-list of the greatest of modern film characters, an individual who I felt strangely richer for having been able to be introduced to. The Wrestler is a stirring exploration of the human spirit, as well as a painful reminder of one of life’s many tragedies: that our heroes, no matter how romanticized or forgotten, are ultimately destined to grow old along with us.

5 out of 5

Just read this man, very nice and a well written piece.

 

[namaste09]

I disliked the open ended finale as well, you end up caring so much for the Ram that you want to get as many details on what happens next.

 

[[A]]

^ some of us didn't

 

[Scooter]

This film was excellent; especially Rourke. Than God Nic Cage backed out.

 

[CELTICPRED]

Finally came to our local theater, saw it today, it was absolutely wonderful. The attention to detail that Aronofsky put in that film, from the boo/yeahs, to the holy **** chants, to the blading, to calling out spots in the ring, it's wondefully made.

And there's a line in the movie that was just perfect. Mickey says something along the lines of "and they think wrestling is fake", it was such a wonderful line, especially considering how so many people throw the word fake around when they talk about pro-wrestling.

Great acting all around, immersive, wonderful music and stunt work, great pace, it was just an awesome, awesome film.

 

[[A]]

glad more people like it t:

 

[Bond]

This was just a fantastic movie. From the beginning to the final scene, I loved all of it.

 

[[A]]

I will buy this movie the day it gets released on dvd

by the way, is that Zooey in your avvy?

 

[Bond]

As will I.

And yes, it is!

 

[CELTICPRED]

I think it's worth buying the DVD just for Tomei.

:3

 

[K.B.]

This film was great 5/5.


Very much like an old film called "Requiem for a Heavyweight" (a film that dosent get as much love as it should) and if you loved the Wrestler go find this film cuz you will love it too.

 

[[A]]

Now I wonder if he'll ever get to make The Fighter..

 

[Prison Mike]

It was a good movie and Rourke did well. Though I still prefer Slumdog over this one.