Wonkette
The Wrestler is a sad little story about Randy “The Ram” Robinson, a washed-up wrestler who spends his wages from his job at the supermarket on tanning sessions, hair appointments (for that fried, bleached-blond look) and the ‘roids. He devotes his whole life to the weekend, where he wrestles in local community centers and town halls for whatever money is thrown his way.
Mickey Rourke plays Ram’s character perfectly, almost as if his own personal redemption depended on this role (well, it did, and it got him nominated for an Oscar). His hulking body and frighteningly over-Botoxed face are painful to look at, but he’s still tender and self-aware.
Director Darren Aronofsky could have done a serious hack job of sending the emotion levels to overkill, but he didn’t — the poignant scenes are restrained and subtle. Small details do most of the talking (his duct-tape-patched winter coat, his lonely trailer home) and leave the viewer with the impression that his dignity is hanging by a thread.
Evan Rachel Wood and Marisa Tomei play strong supporting roles as Ram’s estranged daughter and love interest. (Tomei looks hot as shit and you get to see her titties.)
Last thing: You’re going to cry in this movie, so just let it happen.
Marissa Tomei has certainly not done a great job of parlaying her Oscar into roles that don’t require full nudity. I find this a relief, obviously.
Don’t even think about parking in E Street Cinema’s garage unless you enjoy paying $22 for parking.
I’ll wait for those ta-tas up close and personal. On my 42 inch. Also.
What century will the District of Columbia wake up and stop ripping people off regarding parking in the city? Politicians and businessmen complain that they’re losing business. Well, of course you are–parking is a rip-off, either on the street or in the even worse garages. Here’s a handy little hint for D.C. politicians and businessmen: If you want people to go downtown and solicit your businesses, change the parking meter rates to make it cheaper, don’t have these insane two-hour restrictions on parking meters, make all meters free on Saturday and Sunday, and tell these damned garage owners to lower their prices so it’s affordable. Hey, until you do this, you’re going to lose more and more people. Why? Because we can all go out in the suburbs and drive up to places, park–and not worry about anything. That’s how it should be!!
No link to the titties? Tease.
thefrontpage: Seems like you get it. Most DC residents don’t mind if the scared, white people take their SUVs to the suburbs and stay there.
Yeah Mickey Rooney was terrific in that movie.
My problem with the movie is that we are supposed to believe that MARISA effing TOMEI can’t get any attention from the disgusting dudes in a strip mall strip club in NEW JERSEY. Come on.