Until reading some of the reviews posted here, I must admit I had never thought of the "Eraserhead" comparison (you learn something new every day). The more I think about it now, the more the film seems like "Eraserhead" if Lynch had taken a rather large quantity of speed and a crash course in mathematics.
Which is unfair. In actuality, the film has little in common with "Eraserhead"'s elegant cinematography and deliberate pace. This movie is, above all, a portrait of obsession. The ending is a bit too easy, but up until that point the film creates an utterly believable atmosphere of impending madness. The grainy photography and hyperkinetic cutting are crucial.
Other than that, not too much more to say about this one. An "art house" film it may be, but it's one of the more interesting ones I've seen in the past several years. And to pass on a compliment to Aronofsky (paraphrasing Harry Crews), "I'll certainly see the next thing you direct".
Which is unfair. In actuality, the film has little in common with "Eraserhead"'s elegant cinematography and deliberate pace. This movie is, above all, a portrait of obsession. The ending is a bit too easy, but up until that point the film creates an utterly believable atmosphere of impending madness. The grainy photography and hyperkinetic cutting are crucial.
Other than that, not too much more to say about this one. An "art house" film it may be, but it's one of the more interesting ones I've seen in the past several years. And to pass on a compliment to Aronofsky (paraphrasing Harry Crews), "I'll certainly see the next thing you direct".