mother! [4K UHD]

I loved, "Mother!" It was nothing like what I expected. This was a movie that really stood out to me long after seeing it. The group I originally went to see it with in the theater and I were all stunned by the end. It was a fun movie to dissect the various hidden meanings it was intending to put out there. There were some goofy teenage girls in the audience that couldn't stop giggling by the end. You could tell the mature adults around us were annoyed detecting that those girls had no clue what they just watched. They probably thought they were going to see some teeny bopper generic thriller that would be long forgotten after they left the theater. Instead they were expected to having to think about the metaphors this film blindly assaults you with.When you go in knowing it's a metaphor for Earth and humanity, then you have a greater understanding of what you're watching. This is not a film you throw on when you have nothing else to do. This is a film you throw on when you're prepared to use the parts of your intelligence you never use. "Mother!" is an allegory with Jennifer Lawrence playing Mother Earth who never seems to leave her house, which should be a clue. That's because the house is the metaphor for Earth. She beautifies the home making it impeccably perfect for her husband played by Javier Bardem, otherwise symbolically known as "God".God here is somewhat of a narcissus experiencing writers block. Mother Earth is doing her best to make a home that he can be inspired by in order to create. He's moody, distant, and self involved. Things change when a man shows up at the door played by Ed Harris, believing the home to be a Bed and Breakfast. He is symbolically playing Adam of Adam and Eve. This excites God to get to be inspired by the ideas that man has. It seems to breathe new life into him, which surprises Mother Earth that she's unable to create that for him on her own. She's also super suspicious of this man and all that will fall after him.It's not long before "Adam's" wife shows up the next morning, played brilliantly by Michelle Pfeiffer who steals every scene she's in. The tragedy is she's under utilized and only in the first half of the film. Once she shows up, things start to accelerate into higher gear. Michelle's "Eve" character is highly sociable, blunt, arrogant, observant, and a meddling nuisance who seems to always have a cocktail in her hand. Just like in the Bible, the two sons of (Adam and Eve) Ed Harris and Michelle Pfeiffer show up and beginning fighting until one of them is killed. Much like Cain and Able. At this point, half of the audience watching this would be wondering, "What is this?"There is a greater appreciation for the film when you understand the metaphors and symbolism that this film is attempting to portray. It isn't long from this point when more people start showing up at this house destroying it the way humanity is destroying each other and the planet. Mother Earth screams and begs for them to get out. She pleads with God to stop inviting them onto her turf. They brake a sink that symbolizes the Great Flood. She had a baby that is symbolic of Jesus before he's sacrificed to the people in the house. See how odd this can all appear? For those this concept is lost on, the irony is that's the audience the movie is negatively portraying. This was one of the best films I saw of the year next to "Split". It stayed with me long after I watched it. It was when I watched it a second time that all of the pieces came together. To watch a film that assaults the senses on every level is a breath of fresh air for a change. It's a study about how we are all just guests on this planet, but we act as if we own it destroying it and each other. That is until the inevitable climax when Mother Earth destroys it and humanity right back. This is far from being a Disney fairy tale film.

I loooooove this movie.

Worst movie I have ever seen. The movie starts out with a haunted looking big old house in ruins, and then suddenly you see the house before it was in ruins, and a man and a woman live there. Jennifer Lawrence plays the part of a completely passive woman with no joy, no spirit, no complexity. She has no friends, no family, and she never leaves the house. She is shown looking ghostly, standing in front of her house with the wind blowing through her, looking out at fields and meadows, but there is no sign of human life beyond the house. Bardem, who plays her completely self-centered and unaffectionate "writer" husband, has a lot of strange secrets, including that his precious crystal is what he used originally to bring the ruins of the house back to life (if you can call it life). Bardem is true to the characters he usually plays: the handsome charming psychopath who has love in his eyes while he destroys his victims. He plays the same character in this film. The energy of the house is deathly quiet, the camera angles are designed to be frightening, and Lawrence seems more like a ghost than a living person. The film goes from being so dull and lifeless, with strange blood spots on the floor, weird suggestions of dead bodies in the walls, and under the floor boards, and no connection to the outside world at all. It is filmed like a horror movie. Then, the film becomes comically stupid when Ed Harris, Michelle Pfiefer, and other actors start showing up pretending to need a place to stay, and they start "trashing" the house. Bardem shows no interest at all in his wife's well-being, but joins in with the careless, destructive, violent people that keep showing up because they are adoring fans of his. The film becomes "funny" in how violent and disgusting and "over the top" grotesque it becomes, and it reminded me of the Monty Python Sketch about the dirty fork (remember "the war wound !). Nothing makes any sense in this film, no matter how you try to spin it. Where is the young woman's family? friends? if she never leaves the house, how do they have any food to eat? What is the strange yellow liquid that she drinks to stay alive? When she is preparing her baby's room, while does she put the crib right next to where blood is oozing up out of the floor boards. The whole thing is just stupid. It is not about God or the story of creation at all, but just a stupid B-movie horror film made to be as grotesque as possible. I really cannot imagine how the actors in this film would have agreed to be involved in it. It is truly embarrassing for them.

Une femme aimante mais pas aimée, elle demande juste de l'attention, le respect de son intimité mais elle voit son univers pillé, ses efforts ruinés, il brise son cœur la livre aux agresseurs au lieu de la protéger et le monde s'écroule.Glaçant

Very unusual movie...totally unpredictable...a bit of Rosemary's Baby with a truly unsettling end that still haunts me when I think of it..Not for everyone..Be Warned..

La película no es literal. Hay una serie de sucesos bastante extraños que llegan a un clímax que se te quedará grabado, ames u odies esta película. La versión UHD mejora la saturación de los colores y muestra más tonos de sepia. La imagen tiene grano porque se filmó en 16mm, pero me pareció una presentación excelente. El audio de la película es extremadamente envolvente y sigue el punto de vista de la protagonista. Muy recomendable si está aburrido de las mismas historias y quieres ver algo audaz e impredecible. SUBTITULADA Y DOBLADA.Video: 2.39:1 1080p - 2160p (Dolby Vision + HDR10) Audio: Dolby Atmos / Dolby TrueHD 7.1 (24bit, 48 khz) Pista original.

Très belle réalisation !Une idée originale au traitement exhaustif.Mother.Quand l’inspiration (Mother of Creation) se voit chassée de chez elle par l’hystérie des foules fanatiques, ou l’impérialisme des hordes de critiques qui s’invitent à sa table pour mieux ravir sa place dans le cœur de l’Auteur.Le public, peste sans équivalent, a tôt fait de s’approprier, de sacraliser, de partir en guerre au nom de..., de salir, pervertir, ou encore dénaturer l’innocente beauté de l’œuvre enfanté par l’Auteur et Mother.La foule s’agite, elle acclame, vocifère...De ce marasme aussi imprévu que soudain, né un raz de marée qui tel un tourbillon emporte le cœur de l’Auteur, le séduit, le corrompt.Démesure, admiration aveugle, matraquage médiatique, et culte absurde, rien ne leurs est épargné...Ivre de bonheur, l’auteur abandonne les siens et laisse son public arracher à l’esprit Mère son bébé, laissant ainsi sa Création être jetée en pâture à ces âmes perdues assoiffés de chair, en quête d’absolu, en mal de Vérité. Chacun trouvant en l’œuvre, c’est selon, un Messi, son Enfer.Malheureusement, la clameur, bien qu’éphémère, détruira tout sur son passage, brûlant la maison, le monde merveilleux de l’Auteur, son refuge.Sans abri, dans le chagrin, l’Auteur ne peut que souffrir d’avoir sacrifié l’Amour à quelques passions plus illusoires, aussi vaines qu’artificielles ?Et pour quoi au final ? L’argent... la gloire ?Puisque, une fois passé la fièvre, de cet amour stérile, factice, ne reste rien.Du véritable Amour en revanche, tiré des cendres de ce qui fut jadis son foyer, le Père sauvera une icône vitrifiée pour se souvenir.Une Statuette ! Ultime trophée au travers duquel il cherchera, plus qu’à renouer avec les vestiges d’un bonheur passé, à revivre sa gloire éphémère, sa Consécration, cet instant déjà oublié de tous.Il protègera cependant, de façon inconditionnelle cette fois, l’idole de glace, bien que sans vie, comme pétrifiée dans l’ambre, tel un symbole incarnant à jamais son égo, s’enfermant pour toujours dans son culte, au prix de son identité, ou d’un bonheur nouveau, et emprisonnant ainsi, une nouvelle fois (après l’avoir fait otage de leur amour avant de la livrer à ses admirateurs) sa « Famille », tout du moins le souvenir de celle-ci, qu’il conservera avec tout le soin et les égards, dans une vitrine dédiée, au sein d’une pièce dont lui seul à la clef, pour (c’est là toute l’ironie), la cacher au yeux du reste du monde, et la garder rien qu’à lui.Il pourra ainsi, à loisir l’admirer, s’y contempler en réalité, comme dans un miroir mort où ne brille plus que son reflet à lui. Un peu comme d’aucun se rend sur une sépulture pour trouver dans les honneurs rendus au disparu, le réconfort d’une absolution self service qui permet au vivant de s’inventer une raison de poursuivre seul la route.

Buena película de Aronofsky, aunque quizás quiera jugar con demasiadas metáforas al mismo tiempo y esto hizo que muchos espectadores la rechazaran cuando se estreno en el cine. El bluray tiene extras que a pesar de no ser muy extensos son muy informativos.Casi solo por la funda de cartón del bluray y la ilustración de la misma realizada de James Jean merece la pena comprar esta edición.Recomedable.