Showing posts with label The Wrestler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Wrestler. Show all posts

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Wrestler

I just came from seeing The Wrestler. I certainly agree that it was a poignant movie but I have to wonder if I've become too jaded or if I've seen too many films.

The plot of The Wrestler is telegraphed from the outset. Mickey Rourke stars as Randy "The Ram" Robinson, a huge wrestling star in the 1980's reduced to eking out a living by wrestling on a much smaller scale. As we first glimpse him, his dressing room appears to be a children's classroom. He subjects himself to such indignities as being victimized by a staple gun in the ring and having his boss at a grocery store make homophobic insults about his "profession."

Randy is down and out for a reason though. He skipped out on his daughter, injected copious amounts of steroids and its hinted during the 80's he lived like a movie star, partied like a rock star and f*cked a porn star. It must have been good to be The Ram in 1989. In 2009 however, he can't make the rent on his mobile home, he is estranged with his daughter and his most significant relationship is with an aging stripper.

It's pretty clear after 20 minutes what is going to happen. Randy is going to suffer a setback that requires him to come to terms with his life, his daughter and his stripper. The setback is a heart attack after a particularly violent and bloody match.

Told by his doctor that he can no longer wrestle, The Ram decides to get a legit job at the deli counter at his supermarket, seek forgiveness from his daughter (Evan Rachel Wood) and try for something more than a cash and carry relationship with the stripper (Marisa Tomei, who is fantastic in the role).

Of course, it can't be a straight road to redemption or else it would break every literary rule. You see, the toughest opponent The Ram ever faced was himself. Bored with his job (in a plastic hairguard) and missing the glory of wrestling (even if it is at an elementary school or VFW hall), Randy strays one night from the straight and narrow. He snorts a line of coke, bangs a twentysomething (or was she younger given the firefighter posters?) in the women's restroom of a bar and forgets about dinner with his daughter who has finally begun to forgive him.

When Randy tries to apologize, his daughter calls him a "fuck up" and tells him she never wants to see him again. He goes to the strip club to seek emotional comfort from Pam (stage name Cassidy) but she has her own issues and spurns him. That is the pivotal moment in the film. If Pam had reciprocated his affection at that moment, I think Randy could have found some form of salvation. Indeed, if Randy had approached her anywhere but the strip club, she may have been more amenable. Using SAT format analogies - Pam/Cassidy:Strip Club :: Randy/Ram:Wrestling Ring. More on that later.

Spurned by the two women he loves, The Ram decides to ignore doctor's orders and climb back into the squared circle. You can see where this is going to end. If it is a happy ending or American ending, Randy gets the girl, his daughter's love, a new lease on life and quite possibly wins the wrestling match. If it is a European ending, Randy doesn't get anything, probably dies and at best gets a Pyrrhic victory.

I will say this about Darren Aronofsky; he leaves the ending vague enough (although clearly European) to not quite know what happens although it's really not important because The Ram gave up on life so it doesn't matter if he lives or dies.

For me, sensing where the plot was going, it was up to the performances of the actors to entertain me. I will heartily agree with any award nominations Rourke and Tomei receive. They both deliver powerful performances as damaged people looking to make transitions from their pasts. Tomei really delivers an understated poignancy to her character; at least as understated as a topless stripper can get. Tomei conveys a sense of pain just beneath the surface. She calmly handles the direct verbal insults of men young enough to be her children and the more polite refusals of men who no longer find her attractive. Certainly for a woman that makes her living selling her sexuality, it must be devasting to realize that her sex appeal is drying up. It must be just as difficult as a man wrestling (pun intended) with his aging body and long vanished glory days. So there you have it - two aging stars trying to find what's next for them.

As if often the case, the woman is the stronger one. Tomei has an exit plan and it doesn't include a man because she has hardened her heart. However, as she sees her son playing with a Randy The Ram action figure and her customers' lack of interest, she reaches for the brass ring. She gives Randy his last chance which he declines but you get the sense that Pam will eventually be ok with Randy and Cassidy out her life.

For the record, I found Marisa Tomei to be quite appealing even though she is four years older than me. The tattoos were a little off putting although Aronofsky nicely inserted that non-verbal clue as to her hard living past.

A few other tidbits I noticed.

Randy The Ram Robinson is so self-conflicted that he can't stand to be called by his given first name - Robin. Did I hear correctly that his real surname was Aronofsky?

Not quite sure about the plot implications but it was a little odd to have Evan Rachel Wood's character be a lesbian involved in biracial relationship.

My father, who is a wrestling fan, recognized several of the wrestlers in the movie.

There is something very homoerotic about muscular, sweaty men wrestling half-naked so when the supermarket mananger makes disparaging comments, it was doubly effective.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Timecrimes and the San Francisco Sweep

Last night, I saw Timecrimes at the Bridge Theater. The film was an entertaining time travel story where three temporal versions of a man co-exist with the latter two trying to steer events to avoid the time loop. The film was shot in Spain.

I realized upon entering the Bridge Theater that I had not been in that theater before. My curiosity piqued, I checked the San Francisco Movie Guide in the Chronicle this morning and I believe that I have now been to every movie theater within the City and County of San Francisco. At least, I've been to every theater listed in the movie guide. Some theaters don't pay for a listing. Read the Balboa Theater Newsletter (Dear Friends Section) for the week of December 19 for more information.

I've been to all the theaters listed in the December 23 edition of the Chronicle - AMC 1000, AMC Loews Metreon, Balboa, Castro, Century SF Centre, Cinearts @ Empire, 4-Star, Sundance Kabuki, Bridge, Clay, Embarcadero, Lumiere, Opera Plaza, Marina, Presidio, Red Vic, Roxie Stonestown and Vogue. I went to the Marina and the Presidio before they were rennovated by Frank Lee. Were they always (at least since 1992) owned by the Lee family?

There used to be a lot more theaters in the City - Coronet, Galaxy, Metro, Northpoint, Regency I and II, St. Francis and more have all closed down in the last 10 years or so. I found an interesting website that celebrates old theaters from around the world. It's called Cinema Treasures.

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My original intention last night was to see the 7PM showing of Milk at the Castro. Monday is supposedly the slowest day for movie theaters; hence the Roxie's $5 Monday special, the audience of 12 at Timecrimes last night and the Castro and PFA's frequent closing on Mondays. However, there was a line that stretched most of the block to see Milk last night. The line is made worse by the fact that the Castro only has one ticket booth and can seat 1,600 people.

I don't know if I'll get to see Milk at the Castro. Today is the last day it's showing at the Castro.

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The cashier at the Bridge told me that The Wrestler with Mickey Rourke and Marisa Tomei is opening there on January 9. This highly anticipated film has already won several awards including two for Rourke & Tomei by the San Francisco Film Critics Circle. I've had a crush on Marisa Tomei since I first saw her in the late 80's on the first season of A Different World.

I don't know if it is the economy, cold weather or rain but I was able to park on busy Geary St. at 9 PM last night, directly in front of the Bridge which is at Geary and Blake. It seems that that area is always tough to park in but not last night. Come to think of it, I was able to park one block away from the 4-Star at 2 PM on Sunday & on Green St between Webster and Buchanan three hours later. Those areaa are even tougher to find parking than the Inner Richmond/Laurel Heights.