Hey look, a first post. I’m happy to say, though, that The Wrestler is a movie worthy of first-post status—when I went to see this movie on Sunday, I in no way expected it to be as good as it was. Yeah, sure, I expected some good performances, but The Wrestler transcends its seemingly simple story in so many ways that it easily lands a spot as one of the best movies of the year. The story is nothing more than Mickey Rourke playing Randy the Ram, a washed-up pro wrestler who decides to fix his life, but the extraordinary acting, directing, and writing come together to form an essentially perfect movie, minus some cheesy dialogue about Randy being a Christ figure. What’s interesting about The Wrestler is that I couldn’t tell you why or how it’s so deeply affecting—all I know is that I was completely riveted for all of the running time and was almost moved to tears by a couple of scenes. Yep, it’s that good. Kudos to Darren Aronofsky and especially Rourke and Marisa Tomei, who give this movie a soul. Go see it as soon as you can.