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Posts Tagged ‘Masochism’

Haiku Review: ‘The Wrestler’

February 16, 2009

The 81st Annual Academy Awards are but one week away, and upper middle class America is entering panic-mode trying to catch all the nominated movies they managed to miss. Fret not! Lifting Fog is here to steer your Lexus SUV in the right direction with reviews of some of the less immediately flashy (see: “Millionaire, Slumdog”) offerings. First up: the “resurrection of Mickey Rourke” in Darren Aronofsky’s new(ish) movie, The Wrestler. Let’s hop in the ring!

the-wrestler-one-sheet-2Mickey Rourke. Jesus.
You really did all that shit?
Just take the statue.

Second only to maybe Michael Apted’s Up series, The Wrestler is the most exhaustively documented work of non-fiction film-making ever conceived. Working with his subject, Mickey Rourke, for over twenty years as he spiraled into greater and greater self-destruction, director Darren Aronofsky finally reveals the quiet beauty in a life that is at once pointless and-

Wait.

This isn’t a documentary?

Wow. Keep reading!

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Gag Me

August 26, 2008

I’m making a promise right now that my next post will not judge, criticize, or malign any of my fellow human beings. Maybe I’ll write about unicorns or Tom Hanks or something else impossible not to like. Or link to LOLCats. I’m pushing for positivity, I swear.

But that’s tomorrow. When you’re slapped in the face with something so pretentious, so mired in self-importance, it’s imperative that a retaliatory strike be made immediately and with utmost prejudice. I shouldn’t be reading the Columbia Spectator anymore, I know. It’s masochistic. But like a roadside wreck, sometimes you just can’t look away. Want to see the fiery mess? Read “A Film Buff’s Guide To The 1 Train,” specifically those sections written by Dan D’Addario, then join me in a therapeutic retch-fest. Onward!