I won't have time in the very near future to write something that would do Darren Aronofsky's The Fountain justice. So, until I can get around to that I wanted to throw up a little acknowledgement that I watched it with mouth open, eyes wide, body frozen. In short: it's a visual and meditative stunner.Feel free to comment if you've seen the film. If you haven't seen it yet, skip the comments and reviews --you really should go in cold, without preconceived notions. This type of film, the kind wherein the artist uses their chosen art form as a mode of personal expression rather than as a way to tell entertaining stories, is nearly always divisive. You can't measure their worth by rotten tomato scores, box office numbers, or Oscar nominations. This kind of film tends to fail when faced with those collective measures of worth--they have their limitations. It comes down to this: personal expressions deserve personal responses. So experience it for yourself.
Even if you don't like it or don't get it or don't think it's much beyond pretty, you'll still have supported a strong filmmaker who really shouldn't be struggling for years in between films to raise money. In a better world, no one who makes movies as indelible as The Fountain and Requiem for a Dream should be begging for financing.
