"9:22. Personal note: When I was little my mother told me not to stare at the sun, but once six years, I did. At first the glare was unbearable, but I looked away for even a moment. Little by little the light began to fade, my eyes were reduced to pinheads, and managed to put everything in focus. For a moment I saw and knew. "
Dear friends and readers of my blog, forgive the period of absence, but sometimes the Bibi has important things to do such as preparing the esamone History of Journalism (and take 30 ... silly).
So after a week or more without film, tonight we have Marco and I saw one I would call, so say, leggerino (it's ironic, Obviously, since I feel bad even now).
The film in question is called Greek Pi-theorem of delirium and Darren Aronovsky, director that you all know the famous Requiem for a Dream ( one of those movies that do not involve never, ever again, just thinking about it makes me shudder) and The Wrestler (film that has finally moved away from my dreams to Mickey Rourke nine weeks and a / 2 ).
Here Pi Greek is anxiety and madness, fueled by fast shots, quick of hand-held camera, the quick-assembly and vortices that we all remember in Requiem, accompanied by a soundtrack that I would call almost ambient-techno (Aphex Twin and Massive Attack, to name only the most popular, but Clint Mansell, who two years later composed Lux Aeterna , the infamous na na na na na na na na that we all have fun singing in moments of anxiety ).
Not to mention the difficult choice but not too bold black and white, which emphasizes the alienation of the protagonist, a mathematician too mentally fragile to be able to understand the design thinking of the supreme mathematics, his approach and harmony with God and the vortex as a response of all, the universal spiral.
I was very, very bad five minutes before the end of the film, I would not wish it were just a home lobotomy. I guess I'll dream the night.
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