The Joker. Directed by Todd Philips.
This is not a review, since I don't consider myself a good critic and I need multiple rewatches to grasp the film in its full depth.
But this movie killed me on the inside,the stark loneliness at the heart of it The kind that breeds hatred for all of humanity. When you are prepared to do anything for people to notice you, to acknowledge your existence, even if that means heinous violence.
The rejects in society. Those who seem not to succeed in whatever endeavour they set themselves to, piling failures upon failures, until it is branded upon their heads that they are worthless, unwanted.
Arthur Fleck may or may not be the exaggeration of a predicament atleast some of us have faced in this wretched world.
The cinematography and soundtrack of the film are magnificent, adding to the tragedy of his tale. The movie never seems as simple as the tale of an adopted child. It is a searing look at mental illness, about what rejection and failure can do to you, about the narrow line that divides sanity and insanity. You can go only so far until the real beast emerges, shedding all pretensions of civilization.
I have always believed that a large part of what a child grows up to be depends on his/her parents and upbringing, a fact which films like these only reaffirm.
Needless to say, Joaquin Phoenix is phenomenal as the ultimate tragic character, who comes to revel in anarchy. The movie also incites the audience to rise up against the evils of the "system" and harks back to the likes of V for Vendetta. It is definitely not for the faint-hearted.
This is not a review, since I don't consider myself a good critic and I need multiple rewatches to grasp the film in its full depth.
But this movie killed me on the inside,the stark loneliness at the heart of it The kind that breeds hatred for all of humanity. When you are prepared to do anything for people to notice you, to acknowledge your existence, even if that means heinous violence.
The rejects in society. Those who seem not to succeed in whatever endeavour they set themselves to, piling failures upon failures, until it is branded upon their heads that they are worthless, unwanted.
Arthur Fleck may or may not be the exaggeration of a predicament atleast some of us have faced in this wretched world.
The cinematography and soundtrack of the film are magnificent, adding to the tragedy of his tale. The movie never seems as simple as the tale of an adopted child. It is a searing look at mental illness, about what rejection and failure can do to you, about the narrow line that divides sanity and insanity. You can go only so far until the real beast emerges, shedding all pretensions of civilization.
I have always believed that a large part of what a child grows up to be depends on his/her parents and upbringing, a fact which films like these only reaffirm.
Needless to say, Joaquin Phoenix is phenomenal as the ultimate tragic character, who comes to revel in anarchy. The movie also incites the audience to rise up against the evils of the "system" and harks back to the likes of V for Vendetta. It is definitely not for the faint-hearted.
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