Review of Pink Floyd: The Wall (1982) by Alex A — 22 Jun 2011

So much an art movie. It really makes everything relatable so disturbingly surreal and yet so fascinating cause we all feel like Pink. We feel controlled, we feel alone and we turn to everything that once was good but find its just as twisted as evil itself.

He finds himself struggling with sex, drugs, things so common but always so horrible to see affecting those who take them and abuse them. But Pink finds no joy in them. He finds no joy in his once happy marriage, no joy in what once made him happy.

Its so depressing as it leaves Pink where he started. Like there is no end to his madness and no cure to it. It's finale solidifies it as a classic, with Pink Floyd's "The Trial" playing over disturbing animation that contorts all the characters from before.

His wife becomes a disgusting monster who curses him and stabs him with a pointed tail. His mother a war plane, symbolising her constant sorrow and grief from her husbands death and how she controlled Pink as a child.

It even shows the evil headmaster being controlled by his even more evil wife. The film shows no mercy as the protagonist has complete disgust with the women who controlled his life. The film leaves you as if you were just thrown off a train.

You wonder what you just watched, then you watch it again. It hurts you seeing so much pain in an individual and you can't help but realise that you feel just like Pink at some points in your life.