I thought about what makes this movie, and others in the series, so distinctly marvel, and the ways in which they differ in their construction from movies of a discernibly higher caliber, and in a way, I think it comes down to one keyword: functionality. These movies are mainly characterized by a devotion to narrative (in the plainest sense of the word) over everything else; loud, mind-numbing entertainment and shallow spectacle are designed to take precedence over aesthetics, feeling, composition,…

A torturous viewing experience. Intriguing enough for the first 20 minutes as a polanski-lite exercise in tension derived from external forces invading a seemingly quiet environment but quickly begins losing its power once the one trick pony formula is revealed. Aronofsky senselessly repeats the ''unwanted-guests-intruding'' plot device, gradually ramping up the stakes and intensity to the point of nauseating tedium, like the unbearable noise of a high pitched stuck piano note screaming in your ears for a total of two…