As Nancy Reagan would say...

Rating: 2/10 (15 October 2005)

A black deaf-mute drug lord gets blown to smithereens by a white hit-man posing as his limo driver!
Allow me to congratulate Darren Aronofsky for kicking that obnoxious poseur, Quentin Tarantino, right in the crotch!
Unfortunately, Requiem for a Dream goes downhill from there. The split screens and hyper-fixes get old real fast. The plot is all over the place. I won't go into detail because the Hated It posters put it better than I, but I will add this: In a moment of clarity, Harry realizes Sara is addicted to diet pills and tells her to stop because "they're no good." Is he hearing himself? Of course not. So, why does he bawl like a baby in the cab?
"The dream I'm referring to in the book is the great American dream: prosperity, property, prestige, etc. And the fact that it'll kill you dead. Striving for it is a disaster. Attaining it is a killer" said Selby, no doubt, while on his way to the bank! The irony is Requiem for a Dream isn't about drugs, it IS a drug. It's Buñuel on crack stuck in a Z-Grade Grand Guignol.