REVIEWS
One thing director Darren Aronofsky’s work is not is conventional; Black Swan, The Fountain and Requiem for a Dream are among the most out-there, noteworthy films of the last couple of decades.
But even by the Brooklyn-born helmer’s experimental standards Mother! is a strange beast that more than earns the exclamation mark after its title.
The movie premiered at this year’s Venice Film Festival to both vociferous boos and wild applause, and that just about sums up the divisive nature of Aronofsky’s seventh big screen outing.
Given the audience-splitting response, it’s quite fitting that the finished product falls in the middle of the quality scale.
The promotional material gave very little away, beyond making the flick look like a Rosemary’s Baby-style thriller with a couple’s tranquil existence in their idyllic home being shattered by outside forces.
But Mother! is so much more than that as Aronofsky’s script heads off in the kind of directions that very few people will see coming; it’s safe to say that this bonkers bonanza is best viewed avoiding spoilers.
As a consequence, it’s a hard film to review as I don’t want to give too much away regarding