Wes Anderson's films are known primarily as Wes Anderson films, which is not very surprising seeing as he has developed his very own style, consisting of symmetrical colorful photography/art direction infused with sweet sounding pop songs, a combination that it takes mere seconds to recognize as distinctly andersonsonian. When looking back it's clear though that it was Anderson and Owen Wilson as a pair that had something really special going in the late 90s and early 00s. It was their…
What begins as a classic fairy tale with rivalry between noble, overly sensitive ballerina and a free-spirited dancing partner, guilt-inducing mother and a character that resembles an evil queen with cruel intentions (Cassel's dirty minded instructor), derails via the more mature themes of personality disorder, sexuality and mutation, slowly and steadily into a beautifully controlled, complex mess. Neither Portman nor Aronofsky has ever been better.