Review by Jason Johnson
Whatever you might be expecting from Noah, forget it.
Director Aronofsky has created a version of the universally known Bible story that is downright weird.
Oh, how I love it.
A true phantasmagoria, the flick is basically an unending parade of dream-like images.
Some of these images are "real", such as the angels of light who are transformed into creatures of stone.
Other images are visions, such as Noah's premonition of the flood.
Some images are a bit of both, like when Noah visits his enemies and imagines the vice on display as a scene out of a Hieronymus Bosch painting.
Then there are those images conjured by Aronofsky to flesh out the narrative, adding context with visual poetry.
The universe swirling into creation. Adam and Eve as beings of light. The Apple beating like a heart.
The strange thing is that amid this visual grandeur, the story feels psychologically true.
Of course Noah would feel conflicted about his mission.
Of course his sons would want girls on board.
Of course the rabble would be willing to fight their way in.
Of course the voyage would lead to strife and madness.
This is The End, yo.