With all the great hub bub for Mickey Rourke and Darren Aronofsky for his new film The Wrestler, I just want to quickly say one thing. Can all you higher than thou critics and reviewers please stop bashing The Fountain while you praise this new Aronofsky flick? “The Fountain” was great, albeit an acquired taste. To most simple minds, it was merely an onslaught of colors and visions, a mere cinematography clusterfuck. If these simpletons would only truly immerse themselves in the plot of the story, they would realize its achievements. Sure, it is not Requiem, or even Pi. So fucking what? PTA’s three best films are, in order, There Will Be Blood, Magnolia, and Boogie Nights, but that doesn’t keep me from realizing Punch-Drunk Love is also a great movie and would be some of the best work of a different auteur’s entire career.
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Hopefully this new version Aronofsky is spitting out in who knows how many years will bring new life to these naysayers.
