Directed by:
Darren AronofskyCinematography:
Matthew LibatiqueComposer:
Clint MansellCast:
Ellen Burstyn, Jared Leto, Jennifer Connelly, Marlon Wayans, Christopher McDonald, Louise Lasser, Marcia Jean Kurtz, Suzanne Shepherd, Mark Margolis (more)Plots(1)
Twin stories about different kinds of addiction: A young man (Jared Leto) who along with his best friend (Marlon Wayans) and girlfriend is addicted to heroin, dreams of transcending his life of hustling and owning a store in New York City, while his mother (Ellen Burstyn), depressed and obsessed by television and diet pills envisions her chance to shine again on a game show. (Lionsgate Home Entertainment)
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Darren Aronofsky’s directorial inventiveness is incredible. Can anyone else ever reflect human feelings so brilliantly using only camerawork, editing and music? The acting is also excellent – Ellen Burstyn’s performance ranks among the best that I have every seen. But still that’s not enough for me. Requiem for a Dream is a devastating mosaic of somewhat gratuitous misery. It is not the deep, existential and timeless philosophical reflection that it could have been. Which, given its extraordinary formalistic qualities, is a shame.
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Requiem for a Dream is a breathtaking journey into the human mind, which hides countless horrors and phobias in its recesses and is a virtually inexhaustible commodity as a film subject. Who really knows what goes on inside the heads of people who are addicted to any kind of drug? And it is Darren Aronofsky who manages to outline one variant in this powerfully emotional film in a rather convincing and frighteningly realistic way. Ellen Burstyn was incredibly real and embraced her role to the fullest, while being complemented brilliantly by the performances of Jared Leto and Jennifer Connelly. All of the pillars (direction, actors, cinematography, editing, sound... and especially the music) that make up a solid film were firmly planted in the ground, and I just enjoyed the stirring spectacle that raced inexorably towards one of the most impressive conclusions in cinema. In short, the perfect prototype for a psychological drama with a nod to thriller, with which Aronofsky rose strongly in my estimation.
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It's brilliant filmmaking, but its excessive darkness is its biggest weakness. Aronofsky, as co-writer of the screenplay, in an attempt to play on the darkest possible string, committed several screenwriting blunders, and very big ones at that. However, if I had to pick one drug-themed movie out of all the ones I wanted to use to discourage my potential offspring from using drugs, it would pick this one. It's not nearly as sophisticated and complex as, say, Traffic, and it's leaky script-wise, but it's so disgusting in its depiction of the consequences of drug use that it would have served its purpose perfectly.
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After a second screening I have to say that Requiem for a Dream has become one of the most influential and powerful film experiences of my life. Few other films can evoke such a feeling of depression and at the same time impress with their first-class formality, which doesn't so much cross the line of perfection as push it by leaps and bounds. If something seemed slightly unfinished or overdone the first time, the second time I was completely swept away by the geyser of fresh ideas and bold shots, everything seemed to be exactly in place and the intensity of the story was all the more overwhelming because it was achieved without any big twists or ideas. It’s almost unbelievable how Aronofsky can wring the viewer out with just a few clever cuts, and how Clint Mansell can create a stifling and unpleasant atmosphere right from the start with a single musical motif that couldn't have been better and makes you wonder how something so beautiful and chilling could have been composed in the first place. And the final trump card is the absolutely amazing cast, Leto, Connely and Wayans give the performances of a lifetime, but all of them are topped by the phenomenal Ellen Burstyn, whose creation is breathtaking and academics deserve a good beating over the head with a dictionary to understand what the word acting means. Maybe I'm writing a bit hastily now, with the central melody and the breathtaking, flawlessly edited final scene still running through my head, but from my point of view this is one of the most worthwhile films of all time. If you've ever thought for even a brief moment about taking hard drugs, watch Requiem for a Dream and the craving will pass quickly. 100%
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When I saw the British cult film Trainspotting in the mid-90s, I was literally overwhelmed by its overview and deep exploration of the world of junkies and their survival in this world. And above all, I had a sense of authenticity throughout the film, given that the author of the book, Irvine Welsh, had firsthand knowledge of the scene, being intimately familiar with the life of the junkie community and the drug culture, and having tried drugs more than once. When I watched Requiem for a Dream, my initial impression was complete annoyance at the fact that the screenwriter was openly making a fool out of me, because only someone who may occasionally snort a line of cocaine at a glamorous celebrity party, not someone who knows the phenomenon of the drug world and junkies from personal experience, could come up with such nonsense and detachment from the subject matter. I was not familiar with Darren Aronofsky's work and did not know what to expect from him. But from the first moment, I got the feeling that his directorial style was overly exaggerated, with an obvious attempt to shock and emotionally manipulate the viewer. His music video-like style with fast cuts, slow motion, and most notably, the speeding up of the camera and overall excessive stylization reminded me of the film Spun, but that film primarily aimed to entertain and did not pretend to convey any grand message. Aronofsky's characters are only loosely sketched and, above all, they do nonsensical things. Building the main storyline on the absolute lack of heroin in the middle of New York City, which is the most lucrative drug market in the world and daily supplies a huge number of drug trafficking networks, is simply ridiculous. If the story took place in a sleepy town somewhere in the Midwest, I could easily identify with it, where one broken gang can truly drive many addicts to despair. Then there are plenty of logical errors, like the arrest of the junkie duo - since they weren't carrying drugs, they probably got busted for parking violations. :-) The main character gets sepsis from an infected and swollen vein, which is another absurdity because a junkie like him knows perfectly well where to inject the drug, and it's usually not even the arm because it's too visible - I could go on and on. When I read the reviews from film fans, I felt like I was sitting on a bus while others claimed that I was in psychiatric care. Well, maybe they are right... Overall impression: 35%. For me, this is one of the most overrated films on FilmBooster.
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