Please don't spend money on this.

As somebody who had not heard any of this before, it became a curious phenomenon to sit and watch a film and slowly have the realities begin to click into place.

There are moments that feel comical, some horrific, and some downright inspiring but the tonal shifts hardly matter as the end results come to a film that's perfect for this time.

The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.

If you happen to be a big Pink Floyd fan, I can not recommend this film enough. It truly is one of the greatest music films of all time. Alan Parker has created a magnificent visualization of Pink Floyd's groundbreaking album. The performances by Bob Geldof, Bob Hoskins and others perfectly capture the essence of the story created by Roger, David, Nick And Richard only a couple years before. If you are going to watch this (and you should) I would recommend listening to the album in full before hand so it is fresh in your mind. Trust me, what ever you create in your brain is nothing compared to the animation created by Gerald Scarfe. In particular the 'What Shall We Do Now?/Empty Spaces' sequence. It is insane, but also amazing on so many levels.Even if you have never listened to Pink Floyd, You can still enjoy this film as the story is almost as compelling as the music. It follows the life of A musician called Floyd 'Pink' Pinkerton (yeah, really subtle) who goes crazy and 'builds' a Wall from society. It truly is an amazing story and Bob Geldof portrays Pink with integrity and passion. This shown off best in the 'One Of My Turns' scene.So no matter your view on music, you can appreciate this film for its stellar storytelling, amazing performances and insane animation.It truly is an underrated classic that should be admired for generations to come.

This is my first comment here on IMDb, and for a movie you should try your hardest to get to see. There can be no more excellent example of a movie that is also a great art work. Although there might be less raw and more "tempered" ones. There is the first vision of things. Then there are numberless stages which the original idea has to travel through to get out there to the public. I would argue that the first original thought in this movie is very hard to get through all these stages. The main idea being a very sensitive persons journey through a world that has some very real suffering to offer. How do you explain the feeling of the excruciating pain that is suffered by such a mind? Well, by means of rejecting of sarcasm (using. by the wau, top notch sarcasm!), of different kinds of numbing, by rejection of everything you are (through fascism as an example made by Alan Parker). Thorugh building (or having built, duh) a wall...To get this idea, this very central theme (of even the human race) through all the stages of production is astonishing. And there is a mind blowing quality in every step of the way. They all for once really got it right. See the movie before you die. That's one of the hundred things.

From my point of view - The Wall was, pretty much, just a mindlessly meandering, 90-minute rock video, showcasing the finger-pointing rantings & ravings of a whiny, self-destructive pop star named Mr. "Pink" Floyd, who turned out to be a delusional pothead seriously addicted to TV.Haunted by unhappy childhood memories, "Pink" (clearly an unbalanced Neo-Nazi wannabe) shaves off his eyebrows and inevitably loses his already precarious grip on reality.In spite of some impressive, in-your-face imagery, I'd say that the viewer would have to be well-beyond the "comfortably numb" stage to take The Wall's "We-Don't-Need-No-Education/We-Don't-Need-No-Thought-Control" nonsense at face value.When it came to utterly dry and humorless storytelling, The Wall certainly delivered its little tale of modern-day madness in aces.With its screenplay written by none other than Roger Waters (of Pink Floyd), I'd say that this dude definitely bit off more than he could chew with the likes of such a heavy-handed project as this.And when it comes to director Alan Parker, I think that if this guy had any rational sense he would've steered clear of this inevitable "train wreck" and tackled a more promising production.Yes, folks - "The child has grown. The dream is gone."

"We don't need no education.......We don't need no thought-control.".... So, proclaims the lyrics of songwriter, Roger Waters.Well, if Waters really thinks we don't need these things, then I'd like to know what the heck this joker thinks we 'do' need. This movie, nor the rest of Waters' lyrics give me any clue.I don't know why Waters is belly-aching so much about education and thought-control. It looks like he did pretty well by them. He's rich. He's famous. Does anyone realistically believe that if Waters didn't have any education and/or if he wasn't subjected to some form of thought-control that he would be in the same boat that he is right now!!?? I seriously doubt it. But who knows.And speaking about 'education' & 'thought-control'.....The way I look at it, Waters' lyrics and music are just that. His words are, in a sense, a type of (informal) education and, along with his lyrics, the hypnotic effect of some of his music could, in its own way, induce some honest-to-goodness thought-control. Well, it could. At least I think so.Uh.....I know this really isn't turning into much of a movie review (I'll get to that business soon enough. I promise), but before I veer off this tangent, I've got one more thing to say about another segment of Waters' lyrics."When we were kids and went to school there were 'certain' teachers who would hurt the kids in any way they could." Well, I don't know about where Waters went to school, but where I was educated (middle-class, suburbia) it wasn't so much the teachers (yeah, there were some real arseholes) that would hurt the kids in any way, it was 'the other kids' who were putting each other thru' pure hell in any way they could. I ain't joking.All the relentless teasing, and betrayals, and pushing, and shoving, and bullying (on & on, year after year) that went on at my schools was enough to turn any sensitive, little tyke into a professional wall-builder in no time at all. The biggest bricks for his or her wall would come directly from their classmates, not from their ass-wipe instructors. (No Good! Do It Again!!) Anyway, enough of that, onto my movie review. I'll make it short and sweet.I don't think anyone would argue that bringing 'The Wall' to the big screen was an incredible undertaking for any director, even Alan Parker. I certainly give Parker and his film crew a lot of credit for their efforts to fuse dynamite-imagery with explosive rock music. This dazzlingly choreographed combination works surprisingly well most of the time.But, personally, I think Parker should have left 'The Wall' alone. He surely could have presented us with something just as impressive without the confines of Waters' cynical lyrics and the audiences' preconceived idea of how everything should have appeared thru' their mind's eye.Oh,well......"I have become comfortably numb!"