The ability to make a compelling film is not questioned with this director, but increasingly, a completely unnecessary reliance on violence and vile behavior and grossness for it's own sake have come to dominate the narrative. In Tarantino's Hollywood film, I thought that at last he was going to strengthen his adult capability but avoiding the gross cop-out--but to the detriment of all that had gone before, we had folks in the swimming pool done in by a blow-torch--often and in detail, and that was that.
In Mother! The point has been clearly made (even in an appropriately confusing narrative) that heroine Jennifer has become ensnared in a net woven perhaps unintentionally by her writer husband, but in the last 30 minute, Aronofsky immerses the viewer in grossness for it's own sake...and without dropping plot points, what happen's to Mother's hope--and to Mother herself--is way beyond logic of any kind, and outside common decency for any sensitive viewer. There are some viewers, that, as Shakespeare said, "meditate on blood and savagery," but to what purpose--but to gross out? It's a brilliant film for such shenanigans.
In Mother! The point has been clearly made (even in an appropriately confusing narrative) that heroine Jennifer has become ensnared in a net woven perhaps unintentionally by her writer husband, but in the last 30 minute, Aronofsky immerses the viewer in grossness for it's own sake...and without dropping plot points, what happen's to Mother's hope--and to Mother herself--is way beyond logic of any kind, and outside common decency for any sensitive viewer. There are some viewers, that, as Shakespeare said, "meditate on blood and savagery," but to what purpose--but to gross out? It's a brilliant film for such shenanigans.