Sunday, December 03, 2006

theFountaininHead

The idea of life after death is a beautiful idea, comforting and simple... if only.

The idea of a fulfilling life before death is frightening but comforting...

The idea of eternal life is stark and enthralling...

and the idea of the unknown is terrifying, fascinating, magnetic, and crushingly lovely.

Darren Aronofsky's "The Fountain" covers all of these themes, and any of the above words could describe it.

Now, I'll stop playing around with ideas and just talk about the movie directly... if I can. "The Fountain" begins with a bang, then panders into pretention, then somehow, involved me in the story and its characters' concerns.
Hugh Jackman is at once a wise, weepy warrior, each alliteration describing a different character who is actually one in the same... I think. Rachel Weisz is his muse, his savior, and his downfall. She is dying, he is trying to save her. The movie dances through a brilliant, gorgeous world over several centuries, with backdrops of various societies and to be honest, I'm still not sure how to describe this movie. The only thing I can really think of right now is that, if you're worried in the first ten/twenty minutes, hang in there, it gets much, much better.