Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Black Swan

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After waiting over a year to see Darren Aronofsky's new ballet thriller Black Swan and a few failed attempts to see the movie early, I finally got to witness the brilliant film over the weekend. The ballet, the score by Clint Mansell, the cast, and the Rodarte-designed tutus were everything I needed to get my ass to the theatre.

Black Swan tells the tale of Nina, a ballerina with all the talent but lacks the fluidity that comes from letting herself go when dancing. That's where Lily comes in. The new girl that has everything Nina lacks, but Nina ends up getting cast as the Swan Queen in Swan Lake. That's when all hell breaks loose. Taking the neuroses, dieting extremes, pressure, and sacrifice a ballerina goes through to a whole other level, Nina is on a downward spiral. Nina's director knows she can play Odette, but thinks she's missing the link to play her evil twin Odile. She starts tapping into parts of herself she never knew. But what's reality and what's a dream?

The Swan Queen is represented in tutus of white (Odette) and black (Odile). This always seems to be the colour choice of good versus evil/innocent versus guilty/happy versus sad. Taking the simplest forms of colour can guide the audience through who to root for. Nina is often in soft colours of white, pink, and gray. While Lily is the bad girl in black with tattoos on her back. Who does Nina end up as at the end of the ballet? I'm not going to ruin the fun for you. Until then, you're in for a wild ride through the mind of a ballerina out of touch with reality and herself. Just don't let the colours confuse you this time around.

Source: The pictures are from my Mac. I don't have exact sources anymore.

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