Initially, Nina is pure and dedicated, swathed in pretty
pinks and grays, which expose her untouched, unscarred naiveté to the audience.
Then we see the scratches on her back, the first to mar her delicate purity. We
feel her horror as she yanks out her hangnail at the announcement of her
starring role in Swan Lake, and cringe when she cracks her toenail
during a particularly intense series of pirouettes. The scars on her back
deepen and spread until finally, her dark side—the black swan—literally bursts
through her flesh and consumes her.
At first, what was jarring to me was the fact that no one
noticed what was going on with Nina. I realized, however, that the reason why
no one was concerned—except for Nina’s mother, who was the only one who saw her
daughter in her most vulnerable state—was because no one was trying to harm
her. Lily was simply to trying to be a supportive friend, Tomas was just really
committed to making his show the best it could be (even his creepy sexual
advances were meant to help her performance, to help her break past the
creativity-stifling confines of her innocence), and despite initial tension
between Nina and Veronica, the other ballerinas were just doing their jobs.
Yet, Nina immediately believes that everyone is out to get her. As Nim quoted,
“The only person standing in your way is you. You need to let her go. Lose
yourself.” But then Nina proceeds to the stage, where, as she is being lifted
into the air amidst the other dancers, she sees herself glaring back at her
from every direction.
Nina resorts to blaming everyone for barring her from
perfecting her role, but she never understands that the only person who needs
to change is herself. And change she does, but every fiber in Nina’s rigid body
fights that change because Nina is so used to strict routines and regimens that
the freeing spontaneity of the role ends up tearing her apart. Even after her
inner black swan broke free of her restraints, Nina is still the perfectionist
we saw in the beginning, as the last words we hear from her are, “I felt it.
Perfect. It was perfect.” Her idea of victory all along was a flawless
performance, which she achieved, but was it really worth everything that she
lost?
-Ly
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