A Review of Mother
By ice rivers
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I'm a big fan of solipsism.
Rarely have I seen a film as solipsistic as Mother starring Jennifer Lawrence among many others.
I'm going to try to avoid spoilers in this review.
We saw the first showing on the first day of release so we went in with the best possible attitude, that is we didn't know what to expect other than director Aronofsky's tendency to unsetttle an audience.
If you were bothered by Requiem for a Dream or Black Swan, then do not waste your money on Mother. If, however, like me, you appreciate the wake up call provided by tension gone bonkers; put your money down. At some point during this film, you will wake up but the smell you receive will be neither the smell of coffee nor the fragrance of roses.
When you come out the other side you may recall the horror of creativity gone berserk and the rabid idolatry that is a product of forgiveness gone forever wrong.
Metaphor abounds and you can choose your own. Nobody is forcing you just like nobody is forcing you to see the flick in the first place. When metaphor abounds so does ambiguity. Literal minded folks will see a home invasion film which the director says is exactly what he doesn't want you to see even though he bludgeons us with it.
Look deeper, there is meaning available for all. The depth is too explosive to be sneaky, too profane to embrace and nasty all the way.
I choose to see solipsism. I can't help it, that's the kind of ink blot reader I am. We end and we begin at the ending over and over again. We strike a match and start anew. I saw this from the very beginning and although I didn't know exactly how the film would end, I knew enough to know that the circle will renew itself with different actors strutting through the same house that is the mind of the poet.
The film is particularly frightening for the creative amongst us as we strive to relate and translate our inspiration into the message of truth which may of may not produce the beauty we anticipate or the consequences for which we yearn.
Most of the time, the camera focuses on Lawrence and her fantastic matriarchal journey. She remains barefoot throughout the film. She is innocence personified. Is she Eve? Is she Mary. Is she Rosemary? Is she Ripley?
Is she the earth?
Take your pick.
If you choose to experience this disturbing film, you have that right.
I'm glad I chose it.
I'm a big fan of solipsism.
Strike the Match.
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