Gratitude for a classic

Rating: 9/10 (14 January 2009)

This film doesn't really need any kudos from me since anyone who sees it will recognize it is destined to be a classic. But I was moved enough to add my own little BRAVO! and heartfelt gratitude to Mr. Rourke for a FLAWLESS performance, as well as Ms Tomei and Misters Aronosky and Siegal ... Mr Springsteen... hell, just everyone from the top down to the guy who cleaned the honey wagon! Thank you! This is what films are about, great performances and stories. No digital nonsense. No obtuse revelation at the end. I am reminded of 12 Angry Men, The War At Home, powerful dramas driven by powerful performances. Maybe I am gushing, but it's so wonderful to go to the theater and have such a satisfying viewing experience. There were two small moments when the pacing seemed off, and the expertly achieved documentary feel was compromised by what seemed a rushed bit of plot development: once when we meet Rourke's daughter for the first time and next when his Doctor gives him the bad news. And I thought the last encounter between Rourke and Tomei added an off note of predictability to the conclusion. But otherwise I think this was as close to perfection as I have seen. I am reminded of Taxi Driver for some reason. Not in content, but in the seamless construction of the film. One unexpected result of The Wrestler, for me anyway, was a new respect for pro wrestlers. Not that I am likely to become a fan, but in my dismissal of the field as phony, I have apparently neglected to recognize the artistry involved. There are many films I've yet to see this year, and there will surely be serious contenders for best actor, but I have a strong feeling Mickey Rourke's performance will take them all down for the count.