Darren Aronofsky stans please excuse, you're not going to like this review.
The Whale movie review by Sucharita Tyagi - The Whale is an EXTREMELY heavy-handed film, dealing with delicate issues with lots of noise and theatrics. Every time Charlie moves, reaching for a piece of paper, or fried chicken, he is a spectacle, his body is on display. In a fat suit Brendan Fraser is made to contort and turn, to exhibit every bead of sweat, every fat roll, his clothes stained, his breathing heavy. Most of the action takes place in an overstuffed, dimly lit apartment, the movie itself is in 1:33 aspect ratio, really leaning into the claustrophobia Aronofsky is trying to generate. Charlie is stuck in more ways than one, he is a cautionary tale, a warning.
Darren Aronofsky delights in making his viewers uncomfortable, via which he aims to open our eyes and hearts towards the plight of people caught in repetitive destructive cycles. Who here hasn’t been traumatized by Requiem For A Dream, Black Swan gave us sleepless nights, the director twists our insides to reveal a newer understanding of the dangers of life as we know it, to near perfection, he IS a master. With The Whale, I sat there flabbergasted slowly grasping that him and writer Samuel D Hunter view obesity as being same kind of treacherous as drug addiction, FROM the point of view of two non-obese people, without meaningfully delving into the many ways society encases fat people into so many traps, so many judgements, it’s difficult for someone to be a proper human being, without being categorized as a fat person first. Their lens towards Charlie is the same as ANYONE who would meet this person, which is the problem.
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In a town in Idaho, Charlie, a reclusive and unhealthy English teacher, hides out in his flat and eats his way to death. He is desperate to reconnect with his teenage daughter for a last chance at redemption.