Despite looking forward to this, I went in expecting the worst. For every great Aronofsky film, there’s a crap one, maybe even two. That said, whenever asked about favourite films, Pi is always first to my mind. So... Mother! First things first, this is an unusual film, with unusual people, living unusual lives, in an unusual house. A Seemingly calm world unravels with Lawrence at the centre of the storm, sensing there are more characters than the ones walking around her house, destroying the peace she craves. This is the kind of film you want to climb inside to stop the intruding madness. It borders on infuriation, with Bardem as the ringleader, inviting destruction into their world. There’s several metaphorical layers to unpick and it’s difficult to do so on one viewing, themes of fame, family, commitment, control and creativity. The house being the melting pot of life at the heart of it all, designed to get you second guessing. Time and perception become irrelevant as any humanity is forgotten in a war of attrition of godlike proportions. It’s a diabolical mess. It’s quite excellent... but it’s not Pi.
7/10
