At least I still have nihilism
After watching this movie all I wanted to do was cut myself with a rusty razor over and over again until I bled out by the side of a road. Never has a movie gripped me with such raw and vicious pangs of emotion. Never have a felt such a connection to the characters, and grieved for their eventual loss. Never has a movie enabled me to loose my belief in humanity. And most importantly, never has a movie reminded of the horrifying truths and dangers of drug and substance abuse.
As for how the movie was made, it is refreshing to see a film that breaks away from the norms of cinematography, this being no exception. The brief cuts and overall psychedelic moodiness the film produces lends even further to the worldviews of the four main characters as being constantly covered in a blanket of addiction and artificial stimulation. The bleak surroundings and generally dark lighting and atmosphere lend even further to an overall mindset of being nobody and having no significance, which I feel is a driving factor in the realness of the film. And of course the music. The ever constant orchestra in the background depicts every emotion not able to be conveyed through seeing or spoken cues, and adds immensely towards emotional responses already in play. Without the musical score, this film would have been nothing.
Towards its flaws, I felt as though Marions gradual descent into prostitution was almost unnecessary, and her decline into hopelessness could have been portrayed in some other way. I found it very hard to gauge what amount of time had passed between scenes, and I believe that some sort of calendar or datekeeping device seen throughout the film would greatly increase the sense of time passing over a series of months instead of mistakenly being interpreted as taking place over a couple of weeks. Sex also played too much of a role in the movie, and I seems to me as though adding in sex scenes actually detracted from the sense of hoplessness, giving viewers happier emotions than the movie needs.
In conclusion, I feel as though if Requiem for a Dream had removed the more gratuitous scenes, it could have had a place in the annals of time, as a required viewing for any cinematography class.