FREE ON CINEGEEK.DE Darren Aronofsky - The Wrestler
The Wrestler is about a man who keeps doing the ONE thing he knows how to do, out of laziness and false pride, on and on and on. He is a wrestler. That's how he makes a living. Many claim wrestling is not a sport, just fake. Maybe so, but how do you explain the booming of a wrestler when he goes down. Also just fake? Mickey Rourke plays the lonely, battered hero who has long since run out of money. His name is Randy. Who still remembers? Rourke himself worked as a professional boxer in the 80s, when he was still a young Hollywood star. Just for fun. At that time he gave interviews in which he announced that he wanted to hang up his acting career (while in indie productions he even appeared as Monk or Bukowski). At the time, Rourke considered himself an anti-actor. As one who despised his own guild. Read Hollywood by Bukowski once, as he describes Rourke and his rocker friends. Like young innocent hipsters with leather jackets. In any case, Rourke fell out of favor. Hollywood didn't offer him any more big roles in the '90s, and his boxing career didn't pan out either. So he did the only thing he was good at: Acting. On and on and on. We notice that there is a grain of truth in The Wrestler. But above all, this role served as a great comeback! Rourke, acting so amazingly physically in the role of his life! His face is hardly recognizable. He has the statue of a wrestler. And you believe everything he's doing is real. His wrestling performances seem like punishments. These punishments form the foundation for the story. Randy has split from his daughter Stephanie (Evan Rachel Wood). And he hopes to be with stripper Cassidy (Marisa Tomei). Otherwise, he's burned all bridges to life. When he shows up at Stephanie's door, she turns out to be anything but happy. And when Cassidy tells him that she is not available, he doesn't believe it. And yet it would fit! He earns his money as a wrestler, she as a sex worker. Both put on a show for their audience. Over the years, however, Randy is no longer blinded by false fame. He has learned to admit his need. His emotional distress, that is. Randy has kept a remnant of charm and that's why we believe in a good ending. Most fascinating are the behind-the-scenes wrestling details. There in the snowy slush of New Jersey, where Randy and his wrestling buddies hold their seedy matches. They bandage themselves up, using every crummy room as a locker room stall. Never before has director Darren Aronofsky made such a realistic film! Anyway, Randy and his colleagues literally plan their injuries. In the end, you realize how much Randy has grown on you. And Mickey Rourke. I don't begrudge Rourke this comeback! I'm rooting for Randy!