One of the most powerful gut wrenching movies to have come up in recent time, “The Wrestler” gives “Raging Bull” a stiff fight in the taut atmosphere it creates with the audience. Tipped to a strong presence in this year’s Oscar applecart, “The Wrestler” clearly promises much.
True that you cannot replicate Robert De Niro, but Mickey Rourke is no amateur either. The pathos which he brings to his character Randy Robinson in the flick is chilling. It seems to imitate life in a big way.
After a sabbatical of 20 years, when the wrestler reveled in incredulous fame, Randy finds himself distraught in personal life, and reduced to being a mere wrestling performer in gyms. The fire, however, refuses to burn out and has been pining in him all these years for yet another stint in the ring. And then the chance arrives.
“The wrestler” is an ode to the eternal spirit of champions, brought to the zenith by the smart and brilliant actor. His new love (Marisa Tomei) and once-separated daughter (Evan Rachel wood) put in realistic acts to give the movie a classy edge.
The grace with which the director Darren Aronofsky plays with subtle plots is sure to place him high among credible artists of his niche. The return to stardom score, though not new to the business of filmmaking has found very intense touch with “The wrestler”. One wonders how movies made on sports strike the popular chord with such regularity.
The movie is worth every penny spent on it.