The Whale - Dramatic, Honestly
Thoughts On: The Whale (2022)
The final dramas of a man who has chosen to eat himself to death.
One of Aronofsky's best. The Whale captures with great clarity what always made Aronofsky one of my favourite directors, and also one of the most intense. It is his notion and understanding of drama as it is associated with the soul's ascension that makes him great. From Pi, through to Requiem For A Dream, To Mother through to now The Whale, Aronofsky has been able to engage his characters' souls with profound honesty. And such is the true measure of drama - which, in its most basic elemental form is simply action. It is the layering of action, of drama, in honest lattices that produces the illusion of reality; what a great man once called lyrosophy. Aronofsky investigates disgust as a tangent of love with The Whale, their intersection formulating a grand question of what humanity desires. In its highest form, humanity appears to want to help; to care, love, support. It is, as we are so told in this narrative, an incapability of humanity to not care. But as much as we remain attached to perception and reality, we cannot solve the catastrophes we perceive. We may only simply be in them; drama, the immersion in what really is, all the time and everywhere, honestly.
