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On "Black Swan"
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From
The Dispatch:
“Black Swan” is a mess, but what a glorious mess it is. It's a trashy melodrama disguised as high art, but that's part of its brilliance. Aronofsky powerfully reimagines “Swan Lake” through the lens of a modern exploitation film while taking his cues from the grand cinematic opulence of the films of Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger — most specifically the sweeping ballet sequences and self-destructive obsession with art of “The Red Shoes” (1948) and the psychosexual tension of “Black Narcissus” (1947).
Click here to read my full review.
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