Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Pinched Nerve Achilles

Review: Aronofsky - The Black Swan. The Million

oppressed by some critics, who painted even as a filling of effettacci and b-movie that criticizes the director to handle sensitive issues with pick and trowel, the film, however successful after the consecration of the Oscars, I still liked it. Mouse classics such as double, the struggle between good and evil, obsessive and castrating mother who projects his failures on his daughter, the pursuit of perfection impossible, sexually immature and pursued without being able to be reached, There are a handful, but even if treated without too many gray areas, they take you, if you are not fussy as me. The music of Tchaikovsky, the beauty of the ballet, the skill of the player helps to let go up to enjoy the 'pressure of world events up to end strong.

Although seen only as a psychological horror, it was difficult, at least for me not to appreciate the contrast, the anxiety of perfection and the attainment of the goal, so this is paroxysmal in this fragile but fascinating world of ballet and show business in general. The obsessive search for perfection that leads to the gradient, after almost inaudible, but obviously vital, colors every moment of the story with shades of noir, which will not displease the fans of the genre, as well as lovers of ballet in general, well aware of this world, you will find weaknesses that are also its staordinaria beauty. Maybe tell me yours.







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