Requium for a Dream is probably the most miunderstood film this year.  The theme of abandonment dominates the thinking of many artists in films (Egoyan's Sweet Hereafter was direct).  The thing is, modern man and woman are alone (Dylan sings, "We're all left stranded here, but we're all doing our best to deny it").  Aronofsky makes it clear that the two kids in love, caught in their defensive narcissism, are just not able to connect.  This is the modern dilemma.  We can't trust, not really, because there is no tangible evidence for trust.  We are fearful of each other and deny it.  But being horribly, frighteningly alone--how does a person deal with it?  Distraction.  I think the point of the film is that the horror of being alone/abondoned in the world without a clue of how to go about connecting with another human soul--even one's own son, mother, girlfriend or friend--leaves us no choice but to seek distraction, to not think (Dylan sings, "There's no time to think").  We can pursue fame, wealth, power, sex, knowledge, watch television, shoot dope--it's all the same thing because it is all death in the absence of an intimate connection--we are the walking dead.  In Pi Aronofsky implies that we lack the essential ground, the transcendent.  Life and love are right in front of us everyday (the little girl, her mother, the swaying tree branch) but we cannot connect because we have abandoned the transcendent.  Now we seek a fix.  We can no longer point our finger at the drug addict and pretend his life is more wretched than ours.  Or rather, we can, by a seemingly elevated distraction, even talking about films.  And the more we passionately pursue life  without ground, the more staccato life becomes (the form of Requiem) and more empty, violent and meaningless.