having had time to think about it i don’t believe aronofsky’s THE WHALE is quite as pernicious as i did to begin with. i’m more annoyed with how self-congratulatory it is. like we get it. you read the same book we all did in high school. you want a fucking oscar??
it’s not aronofsky’s best work, that’s for sure. i’m inclined to believe they keep restating the themes of the film over and over because… why? because we’re expected to be THAT distracted by a character who is fat? it feels a bit like one of those stories where someone comes up with the title first and writes everything else retroactively.
were it not for the film’s heavy-handedness i probably wouldn’t believe, at least not to the extent i do, that aronofsky treats food addiction like more of a spectacle than the other addictions/obsessions in his filmography.
it’s not aronofsky’s best work, that’s for sure. i’m inclined to believe they keep restating the themes of the film over and over because… why? because we’re expected to be THAT distracted by a character who is fat? it feels a bit like one of those stories where someone comes up with the title first and writes everything else retroactively.
were it not for the film’s heavy-handedness i probably wouldn’t believe, at least not to the extent i do, that aronofsky treats food addiction like more of a spectacle than the other addictions/obsessions in his filmography.