Last weekend, I watched a 15th anniversary showing of Donnie Darko at the Music Box Theatre in Chicago’s Southport neighborhood. Gene Siskel called the ornate, atmospheric Music Box his favorite movie theater and I can understand why. Opened in 1929, it now shows indie, classic and foreign films.
Donnie Darko is a powerful, eerie and engrossing film with shades of E.T. that deserves to be seen on the big screen. I saw it many years ago on the family TV (Netflix DVD back when that was a thing?) but hadn’t remembered anything about it except the terrifying man-sized rabbit that visits Donnie’s house at night.
Here’s an interpretation of the movie’s ending for those who’ve seen it. Apparently you need to watch the director’s cut, which is 20 minutes longer than the original theatrical version I actually watched and contains a lot of explanatory material, to understand what the heck is going on.