While his films all leave a great impression in my mind, I have never been so awestruck as to call one of his films a masterpiece. I have given each of his films a 4/5 rating without hesitation; they are all solid films – well directed, paced, and acted – but their intense focus on a particular concept is both their strength and weakness. Because of this focus, Aronofsky’s films are consistent and thoughtful, but they are each only thoughtful in one regard: the concept at hand: obsession.
All his films are about an intense passion that drives the character’s psychological obsession or addiction, and each of his films sees the character become so engrossed in their passion that it (ostensibly) drives them to madness, choosing the obsession over their own life. The only Aronofsky film that doesn’t quite fit this description is The Fountain, but, even it, to some extent, deals with obsession – an obsession without a particular object; an obsession of life (and death) itself.
When watching an Aronofsky film, I can’t help but be moved by the characters’ intense display of passion; their depth absorbs me, until I too feel the strength of their actions – the obsessive passion that drives them.
Possibly the (overall) weakest of his films, but I love the concept: death is the road to awe. The beautiful cinematography and soundtrack left a lasting impression on my youthful mind, which I cherish to this day.
His most intriguing film, in my opinion. It definitely contains Aronofsky’s best written dialogue, and the delivery and timing of speech by the two main actors keeps one utterly captivated.
Requiem For A Dream
Haunting, with an incredible score.
From a cinematic standpoint, his strongest film overall, in my opinion, but the story isn’t nearly as interesting as the above mentioned.
A solid film, but pales in comparison to it’s successor, the (relatively) more intimate Black Swan.