It’s been three days since I saw Darren Aronofsky’s mother! and I still don’t know what I think about the movie. I think I don’t like it but I really, really loved the filmmaking that came into the work. The direction, the camerawork, the sound design, and the performances of Jennifer Lawrence and Michelle Pfeiffer were all exemplary. But the movie, as a whole, I don’t think I liked. And that’s weird for me.
I think, after time, I’ll be able to rationalize my feelings for this film. And when art can disturb you and make you think, that should be a good thing, right? Except I’m not thinking about the metaphor or the message of the film, I’m thinking about the way he delivered the message and that’s distracting. The effect of provoking thought was directed towards the artwork itself and not the message it wanted to convey.
I think that is its failing. The artwork is just the messenger. You don’t talk about the messenger, you talk about the message he delivers. In this case, we’re talking about the movie and not really what the movie is about. That is the film’s failing, in my point.
But it was masterfully done. The first half, actually, is an amazing piece of work. I’ll give that to Aronofsky.