Black Swan

Welcome back the Darren Aronofsky of my nightmares.

After two super creepy films, the man made two very different films next. This one is a nice mix of all four of his previous films.

It's got the creepy claustrophobia of Pi, the terrifying insanity of Requiem for a Dream, the what-the-fuckitnis of The Fountain, and the punishing one's body for your art of The Wrestler. Throw in elements from the genre of Watching a Woman Descend into Madness like from Polanski's Repulsion and add in a dash of nonstop paranoia of Safe and now you're getting the idea. Maybe a touch of David Lynch's world, a smidgen of Cronenberg's The Fly type metamorphosis and a dash of Mean Girls queen bee stuff and you can begin to picture this film.

I was never quite sure what I was watching or what it all meant but I guarantee that there won't be many other movies from 2010 that will have left such an indelible mark on my psyche. Kind of unbelievable.

And oh yeah, there's some ballet in it too. And some Winona Ryder self-mutilation. And some Natalie Portman self-abuse. This movie has it all.

Directed by Darren Aronofsky
2010
Chelsea Cinemas