Trash

Rating: 1/10 (15 March 2011)

Avoid any film where the director or production team or cast have an ofsky or escu or iski at the end of their name. Mind numbing, pretentious trash.
It is to be hoped that Vincent Cassel sees the error of his ways and returns to France tout suite. If it's supposed to be a melodrama about somebody going mad to achieve perfection they could have made a film about Jimmy my mechanic. He has the same smashed up fingers and toes and scraped shoulders from crawling under my Mercedes. He also goes off the rails when he can't find the faults. 20 cigarettes later he gets over it and his ready for his next flounce. Pas de Deux my foot, more like Pas De Dah.
The film could have been cut in half to tell the same story. As for the mother figure - she should have been axed to death to some Beethoven music.
If Natalie Portman needs any spot removing cream I'm sure my Jimmy will oblige.
Mr.Aronofsky use your talents elsewhere and leave the intelligent horror style films to Dario Argento or Guillermo del Toro. At least they know what they're doing.