i haven’t written in a long time (thanks for pointing that out, james) because, for the most part, i haven’t had anything to say—deep or superficial. and though there are still some things going on in my life that i’m not ready to talk about, right now i at least have something someone else had to say.

i saw requiem for a dream last night. (it just now opened in charlotte.) this is what aronofsky, the director, had to said about the movie:

“that's the point of the movie and the book: the lengths people go to escape their reality. this film is a nose dive [sic] into the ground and, beyond the ground, into the sub-basement of hell. when i pitched the movie, i told people that i wanted it to be like you jumped out of an airplane and about midway coming down you remember that you forgot your parachute. that's where the movie begins -- the second you realize you forgot your parachute. and the film ends five minutes after you hit the ground, and you're alive during that last five minutes, catching your last few breaths. for me, that's what the film was, a roller coaster that smashes into a brick wall. i wanted no catharsis at the end; [i wanted it to be] just as harsh and intense as possible. it's a punk movie where the audience is a mosh pit of emotion. “

“intense” would be a severe understatement when describing this movie. my take: it’s trainspotting, one flew over the cuckoo’s nest, eyes wide shut, and a clockwork orange all rolled into one…times a billion, sprinkled with a bit of the paranoid ambiance that pervaded aranofsky’s earlier film, pi. it’s not for the weak-stomached, though if you think you’ve got what it takes (you don’t), i’d recommend catching it at your local cinema. in the director’s own words, “people who are looking for really light entertainment, i beg of you, don't come see this movie, because you'll be very upset.”

they call me drama. posted at 4:08 PM