Stars: Jennifer Lawrence, Javier Bardem, Ed harris, Michelle Pfeiffer, Domhnall Gleeson, Brian Gleeson, Kristen Wiig, Jovan Adepo, Stephen McHattie.
Director: Darren Aronofsky
Screenplay: Darren Aronofsky
Two thirds a perfect film. Two thirds a smart, intriguing, analysing design of loss of agency and suffocation. Two thirds that could have made it one of the best films of 2017. Two thirds, that first two thirds...
I am not saying you are not allowed to throttle your film into fast gear to make a climax. I am not saying that you are not allowed to push the boundaries of taste and storytelling. I am not saying that you cannot delve into the truly grotesque to represent your thesis, but that does not mean that I should have to appreciate your decision to do so.
Lawrence once again shows her immense talent, with Bardem as her sturdy companion of this dramatically intense film. Harris and Pfeiffer are beyond brilliant and Domhnall Gleeson is fucking terrifying. This cast are so fantastic that I could have watched their interactions for hours while still nervously stirring in my seat. Aronofsky can direct with such dedication to the art of acting, letting his cast breathe real air of truth from their characters fictional lungs. Mother! gnaws at you and your boundary of comfort—then tears you apart by the end.