
What a fantastic, mysterious, physically disturbing, hallucinatory, intense motion picture this was. Basically, a story of Nina, played beyond perfection by Natalie Portman, a ballerina who is so tightly controlled and restrained and restricted and self-regimented (also helped by her bizarre 'stage mother' acted brilliantly by Barbara Hershey) that every scene reverberates with tension and the palpable sense of explosions waiting to happen.
Nina strives to be perfect and is picked to dance the part of the Black and White Swan in the ballet season's opening show. The movie follows her attempt to "let herself go" into the roles instead of trying to do every position technically perfect. This buildup to the final show is marked by paranoid feelings that her alternate is plotting against her and violent outbursts towards herself and others (or is this really happening?)
The ending is absolutely how all endings of movies should be. everything that happened before is explained by a single movement and all previous scenes came together in one big pas de deux and jete.
There are a lot of scenes showing the rigor of ballet dancing and the preparation for warm-ups and the practices and of course, great dancing.
Bill initially had great reservations about this film because it was not a pleasant experience for him; he just cringed, for instance, at the pictures of the dancers' feet and the contortions the ballerinas put their bodies through and the injuries and torn bleeding blisters and cut fingers. but after an hour or so he started really appreciating the entire movie and it rose up in his ratings to an 8. i give it a 10.
and once again, i've got to say that Natalie Portman was illuminously painful to watch.