Requiem for a Dream 2000

Honestly, for about 90% of this movie I was thinking "this is good, but is it really that good?" Everyone kept telling me it would leave me wrecked, make me never want to touch anything again. What I got was a messy, grimy portrayal of lives stuck in a cycle of highs and lows. Good, just not what I was promised.

Then came the last 15 minutes.

Oh my god. I wasn't ready. I had no idea it could get this bad. It just kept getting worse and worse and I kept thinking "it can't get any worse than this," and then it did.

And Sara... her story absolutely destroyed me. She just wanted to be on TV in her red dress and talk about her son and her late husband. That's all. That's all she wanted. And then it ended like that, and I felt it in my chest. I'm still not over it.

If this movie doesn't scare you away from drugs, nothing will.

Maybe watching it at 2 AM, completely alone in my room, wasn't the smartest idea. It made everything ten times worse. When the credits rolled, I couldn't move. I just stared at the wall, completely empty. Normally I watch TikTok edits right after a film, but this time I couldn't even think about it. When I finally did, I broke down and cried like I haven't in a long time.

I've never gone to bed feeling this awful after a movie. Oh man...

Five stars, but I'm never watching it again. This movie did real damage to my mental health health