There are two different types of people in the world. When asked if they’ve seen Darren Aronofsky’s (The Wrestler, Black Swan) mother, there is a group of people who will say no. And then there is the group of people who look at you with a bizarre look on their face and shamingly say, “Yeah,” and hope you don’t ask any follow-up questions. And that’s not to say they are embarrassed by admitting that they’ve seen the movie (we’ve all been at a theater before when we walk out with our heads down, hoping that we don’t see anybody that we know because we don’t want them to know we just paid to see a movie that bad, but because the film is so far out there that a follow-up question asking the person what they thought about it or if they liked it might allow them to draw conclusions about us. Aronofsky makes movies that you either love or hate. I adored The Wrestler and Black Swan but passionately hated Noah.
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Frankie and Johnny (1991)
To say that Frankie & Johnny capitalized on the success of When Harry Met Sally would be an understatement. While When Harry Met Sally was new, fresh, and celebrated, Frankie & Johnny felt played out, stale, and sometimes tiresome. This movie has all of the cliches that a romantic dramedy should have. A middle-aged woman is down on her luck after a number of failed relationships. Off the street comes a man who enters her life. She doesn’t want to like him. She doesn’t want to be involved because she knows she will inevitably be hurt again. So, instead, she spends her nights alone. He keeps pressing, and eventually, she lets him in. They have complications. She questions why he likes her. He responds with the “just let life happen” type response. We’ve seen this movie a million times and will see it a million more.