Great, great movie, one of the best of the year, if not the best. That said, I can imagine that at least half the people that see it will absolutely hate it. It makes no attempt to stick to one genre (or one storyline, for that matter), and much of the pivotal things that happen plot-wise are done in such a poetic way, that it pretty much demands you think about it through the whole movie and for hours afterwards. Strangely, though, you walk away feeling like it's a very personal love story. The acting was great, as was the score, but the cinematography was the most mindblowing aspect. I'm not one for labelling movies "drug" movies, but this would most definitely be that. I felt like I was in an altered mindstate after I saw it. Aronofsky and his cinematographer deserve a lot of credit for this one. Mr. Conley, go see this soon, a movie like this demands to be discussed, and I don't want to spoil anything for you.