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92 new to me from the past 5 years. Favorites roughly categorized, roughly ordered:
The Big Ones
Interesting Favorites
Small Stories
Unique Visions
Favorite Performances
Best Blockbusters
You Know, For Kids!
71 new to me pre-2008, favorites in chronological order
Sherlock Jr. - 1924
The 39 Steps - 1935
Stagecoach - 1939
His Girl Friday - 1940
The Night of the Hunter - 1955
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance - 1962
Repulsion - 1965
The Sting - 1973
Drunken Master - 1978
Apocalypse Now - 1979
Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade - 1989
La Haine - 1995
The Mission - 1999
Sexy Beast - 2000
Zoolander - 2001
The Descent - 2005
Exiled - 2006
Paprika - 2006
The Host - 2006
Lockout (2012) James Mather, Stephen St. Leger
Overall, it’s pretty standard Luc Besson - good concept, lots of action, ridiculous and over-the-top. Kind of like District B13, but more boring and annoying.
It really hinges on Guy Pearce, and he’s just terrible - he plays a wisecracking guy with an attitude, who never gets beyond plain obnoxious. It’s like they wanted to get Mark Wahlberg but couldn’t (?!?!). Pearce just doesn’t pull it off.
#232 - 12/11/2012
The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (2012) Peter Jackson
Haters to the motherfucking left. I really enjoyed Hobbit 1, despite its many faults (which have all been cataloged at great length, so I will skip that, except for saying - wayyyy too much action shot in close-up/ medium close-up, and that one riff on the LotR theme toward the beginning that was so corny it made my ears bleed).
Additionally, this was my first 3D film (it was also the 48 fps version, which yea, was terribly distracting at times). I was surprised by how much I liked the 3D experience. I feel like I’m betraying the film gods by saying this, but I did actually feel that I was even more engrossed in the movie because of it.
Martin Freeman was the best, I actually enjoyed the Gollum sequence in this one, I felt some actual emotion, and I had a good time. That was enough for me.
#235 - 12/15/2012
Apocalypse Now (1979) Francis Ford Coppola
I wasn’t expecting to be quite as disturbed as I was - I know, that’s a pretty ludicrous statement. As my husband said as we walked away, “what were you expecting, that this would be one of those fun Vietnam movies?”
Viewing what was supposedly the only 70mm print in existence, a viewing that we were told Coppola himself had to sign off on, surrounded by a bunch of true fans of the film, it was a pretty special experience.
As a first viewing, I was fairly blown away. It was interesting to see the genesis of so many things that have seeped over into the collective consciousness - the “smell of napalm in the morning” quote, use of Wagner (OK, so basically Robert Duvall’s entire character), the rest of the soundtrack, the entire feel of the film. I hadn’t seen the film before, but I still *knew* it.
Being a war movie that guys tend to obsess over, I thought it would be one that doesn’t necessarily glorify war, but at least one that doesn’t paint such a grim and horrifying portrait of war. The atmosphere and worldview of the rest of the film are so horrifying to me that I am unable to find the glorious moments truly glorious. But what a gloriously excellent film this is.
#231 - 12/9/2012
Tim & Eric’s Billion Dollar Movie (2012) Tim Heidecker, Eric Wareheim
I can’t imagine what it would be like to watch this movie without already being a fan of, or at least a viewer of, the Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!
I am a fan of said show, but I can’t watch too many eps in a row without feeling kinda sick… which is sort of what this movie felt like, even though it was very different.
#197 - 10/13/2012
Someone posted a comment criticizing my views on Samsara, so I thought it would be worth posting my response here, for posterity and transparency and my own record-keeping and maybe some more discussion.
@Laurence Thank you for commenting. Re-reading what I wrote, I can see why you might respond in the way that you did; I did not do a good job articulating my thoughts on the film and the particulars that bothered me.
As you point out, Samsara means “birth, life, death, and reincarnation”. Much of the film does an excellent job of depicting this theme. However, I still feel that some of the images that were selected to represent these concepts were exploitative, and it colored my feelings on the film.
What bothered me is absolutely not the fact that the film showed images of humans who were mostly people of color, but the *types* of images that were used. The images that don’t go beyond a simplified, stereotyped, exoticized, and/ or Othered view of POC. The black African women, topless, and their children, sitting in the dirt, shown in direct address. The ladyboys of Thailand, propositioning the camera. The woman in Geisha makeup, shown in direct address, single tear rolling down her cheek (for real, if that one didn’t make you barf a little…). I think that even the images of mass commercialization/ industrialization in China or Japan are used to the same effect. Additionally, the images of the white people that are shown are also used in the same way - poor, white Americans of the south, raising their guns. All of these images serve to say, look at the oddities, look at how strange/weird/exotic they are. Yes, the film is also saying, how wonderful, but that’s not enough for me.
I am 100% an advocate for representation of POC in media. It is an issue I discuss often, and it is a personal issue for me. Simply showing the images though, is not good enough. What is lacking is some balance. There are no images of the African middle class. I don’t remember images of Asians not in costume, I think except for those previously noted - the images of industrialization which also came off negatively to me. I don’t see why including some images that add balance to our understanding of the people of the world (painting a full portrait of humanity, if you will) would not also underline the meaning of “birth, life, death and reincarnation”.
The film takes, as its subject, exotic people and exotic locales. The images are beautiful, but the conversation it has is one that seems dated to me, and one that is tied up in issues of colonialization and exploitation. I’m glad that you loved the film and are engaging with it thoughtfully, but based on what I saw, the film is not for me.
Argo (2012) Ben Affleck
Argo is a supremely competent piece of filmmaking that got my heart racing, but ultimately did not warm it. The storytelling is slick and skilled, not a moment wasted, almost perfectly executed. I really enjoyed it up until about the last half hour, when I felt that the film turned overly manipulative and left me cold. By using every trick in the book to ratchet up the tension, what was supposed to be the emotional payoff ended up feeling cheap and false. It’s the perfect Oscar nomination movie, but I’m not going to remember it by next year.
The performances are all great, very believable, except for Affleck, who apparently thinks that the the only thing you need to do to be able to pass through interrogation is to be dead behind the eyes. Please give John Goodman and Alan Arkin a buddy comedy, they were utterly delightful.
And yes, Ben Affleck, you can not star in your own film, particularly when you are playing a man named Tony Mendez. Growing a beard doesn’t make you Latino, just as a fake tan didn’t make Mitt Romney Latino. It’s particularly insulting when the credits roll and you see the great pains that were taken to cast all of the people as faithfully as possible. And this is not so much a criticism of Ben Affleck himself as it is a criticism of the industry - Hollywood, financing, marketing.
I thought it was interesting (not good, just an interesting choice) that there seemed to be an attempt made to draw attention to the artifice of storytelling, drawing parallels between the creation of the fake film and the actions taken by the revolutionaries for the benefit of the camera. It doesn’t take the extra step to reflexivity however, which is probably for the better.
#209 - 11/5/2012
Inception (2010) Christopher Nolan
Ohhhh, I don’t think there’s nearly enough Tom Hardy for me to go through a fifth viewing.
This time, I saw what all the detractors have pointed out - plot holes, messiness, tedious exposition, lack of true originality, etc. etc. It’s still a fine movie, I don’t regret seeing it in the theatre twice, but I’ll probably only watch select scenes from now on ;)
#221 - 11/30/2012
Sexy Beast (2000) Jonathan Glazer
After only one viewing (and now, over two months later), I’m not sure what to say about this, except that I loved it. A kissing cousin to one of my favorites, 44-Inch Chest, Sexy Beast is a blistering, stunning thrill. Give me these swings on the gangster genre any day. Give me darkness, or give me bright blues and golds, blood and dirt, sunburns and white leather. Give me Ray Winstone, always, with his voice and his ferocity and his tenderness. Give me Ben Kingsley as a fucking psychopath. Give me stylized, stylish violence, and tense, lyrical sequences. I want it all, and this movie has it.
#192 - 9/25/2012
Cold Weather (2010) Aaron Katz
hm. Probably the closest I’ve come to watching a mumblecore movie. Just that word makes me annoyed. It wasn’t bad, but it felt very much like a student film, by someone heavily influenced by Hitchcock and wanting to take those themes in a new direction. I did fall asleep for who knows how long, and my friend said I didn’t miss anything, so there’s that. But if it’s not a movie that you watch for the plot, it’s certainly not a movie that you watch for the characters, and there’s not much more to this film.
#193 - 9/30/2012
Silver Linings Playbook (2012) David O. Russell
I’m still working out how I feel about this film, but the things I like are overshadowing any misgivings I have, leading me to say - I think I really liked it. It handles mental illness and unlikable behaviors in a refreshing way (I don’t know how accurately it depicts bipolarity, but it didn’t seem false), addresses stigmas, and mostly challenges them.
First, the negatives. Mostly, all throughout I kept thinking, “this is a first-time screenwriter, right?” It’s a bit overwritten and the dialogue is a bit much at times, so I was surprised to see that David O. Russell wrote the screenplay in addition to having directed the film. Obviously I don’t know a whole lot about David O. Russell, who I have since found has written most of his projects, except for The Fighter. I also didn’t like the cinematographer, who was DP on Warrior, another film where the cinematography annoyed me. Something about Jennifer Lawrence rubs me the wrong way, but whether it’s her or the character, I’m not sure. The character is certainly interesting and strong, but I think I would have to go for a second viewing to really solidify my thoughts.
Anyway. I’ve made my thoughts on romance movies clear, I don’t tend to like them. But somehow, this one I liked. It teeters on the edge, coming dangerously close to toppling over into cloying and annoying. And yes, there’s the ending, but by then it had won me over, and I’m as susceptible to that stuff as anyone. (And if you think that’s a spoiler, for an American rom-com, go fuck yourself.) But there are parts that are genuinely funny, and there are parts that ring true, and there’s enough darkness to cut it all, and that was enough for me.
The real key here is the details, mostly Pennsylvania and the supporting characters. The film takes place in Philly, and the rabidity of Eagles fandom is a big plot point. Having lived in Pittsburgh for almost ten years, of course I got converted into a Steelers fan, so I can relate to that. My sister-in-law still holds a grudge against the person who moved the position of her Terrible Towel during the playoffs one year, causing the Steelers to lose. etc. etc. But moreso, the film really captures the essence of Pennsylvania suburbs, in a way that I hadn’t seen before - it was comfortable and familiar, rich with detail, but not depressing. I absolutely loved that aspect of the film.
Real care was taken in creating excellent supporting characters, and the actors really embody them. Robert DeNiro in particular, has not been this good in…I don’t know how long? But even the rest of the minor supporting characters are real and interesting and add to the story. I especially loved the psychiatrist, Chris Tucker’s character, and the main character’s friend Ronnie.
Silver Linings Playbook portrays flawed, but ultimately human characters, who are no less human because of their mental shit. They can make mistakes and do unlikable things without being unlikable themselves. The film does not punish them for these things, and instead asks us to accept and love them for it. Ultimately a feel-good film, but one that made me genuinely feel good.
#226 - 12/4/2012
The Cabin in the Woods (2011) Drew Goddard
I hadn’t wanted to see this in the theatre because I was afraid I’d be too scared and make a fool of myself, but I needn’t have worried. Too funny (at times) or too self-aware (at all times) to be scary.
But yes, as much as I try not to be, I still fell subject to the hype. I felt that the warnings to go in without seeing or knowing anything, although something I aspire to in general, were mostly unnecessary, and kinda backfired. It’s fun, but not ground-breaking, and I didn’t feel that it was terribly subversive either. Oh, a smart jock, or a hot black nerd? Self-awareness about the entire genre? Bully for you.
This certainly isn’t the first film to implicate the audience in the role of film violence, but it is, perhaps, one of the most popular and one of the most direct. But to what end?
This review sounds overly critical, but I’m just a grump. I had a ton of fun watching this, great joy at parts. It’s very very enjoyable. Bradley Whitford and Richard Jenkins are gold together.
#191 - 9/22/2012
The Man with the Iron Fists (2012) RZA
Pretty much exactly what I was hoping this movie would be - a fun, campy homage to the kung fu films the RZA loves. I really loved the clans, each with their own style and weapons. Silver Lion was awesome, and I kinda want to be the Lady Gemini. Russell Crowe was also kickass; I’m not a Russell Crowe hater, but he also hasn’t been this good in anything since, uh…Gladiator? He should do more fun roles. The RZA showed up and delivered some fine acting, with a back story (and a great cameo!) that was interesting and that I thought also served as an allegory for what drew him to these films in the first place. And of course, loved the soundtrack.
The Man with the Iron Fists is to kung fu films as Machete is to exploitation films - and perhaps the reason why I liked both of these so much is because I am not super familiar with either of the sources.
I could have done without the extreme speed ramping and the overt Eli Roth influences, but on a whole I had a really great time. Ultimately it has some problems, but I still had a ton of fun.
#207 - 11/4/2012
Cloud Atlas (2012) Tom Tykwer, Andy Wachowski, Lana Wachowski
Cloud Atlas was a great adaptation that I ultimately did not like. The film achieves what it sets out to achieve, and I think it actually improves upon the book. It takes a complex narrative and nebulous themes and manages to make something coherent, interesting, and thematically clear (probably too clear, but whatever). I think that most of my issues lie with the source material itself, for I did not find the book entertaining or edifying, and finishing it was a chore - this also translated to the film (at least, for me - some dude clapped and hooted no less than three times, so there’s that). I can’t tell you when I last checked my watch during a film, but I did during Cloud Atlas, twice. I felt nothing for the characters in either text.
While the racial, gender, and physical morphing were very effective in strengthening the film’s arguments of interconnectedness, humanity, and tolerance, the racial morphing made me very uncomfortable. In the film, white and black actors are given “Asian eyes”, a black actress is made into a white character, an Asian actress is made into a white character and a Latina character. It all bothered me, but particularly the terrible Asianification, which looks really horrible and jarring. As (I think) the only Asian in the theatre, I found myself sinking down into my seat, like, this is how yall see me??? With just like really fucked up eyes?
The argument put forth by the film, and strengthened through the use of altered appearances of its actors, basically boils down to a “we all bleed red” argument - which, while idealistic, is neither effective nor appropriate for furthering discussions of race in this world. The fact that no non-black actors were made to play black characters makes me think that the filmmakers did understand that there was something inherently unacceptable with what they were doing. I almost feel like, if you really believe in your argument, then be faithful to it, go all the way. But the line is drawn at blackface (and rightly so), while yellowface, also an historically-loaded cinematic practice, is deemed acceptable.
I don’t condemn the film for this, but I give it a real fucking hard side-eye. It is an ambitious film that really succeeds in its goals, but is problematic at its core.
#223 - 12/1/2012
I just finished writing up this huge rant about how race isn’t the point of the film (I haven’t read the book so I don’t know about that, but I’ve seen the movie three times so I know what I’m talking about), and I really, really don’t feel like reiterating it here, so let me just talk about one thing, specific to your review.
What you refer to as “Asianification” wasn’t supposed to make them look like us. If you recall, these characters were called “purebreds” and were treated as separate from the “fabricants,” which were the Asians that actually looked like Asians because they were Asian (Doona Bae, Zhou Xun). They make it clear in the movie that these fabricants are genetically engineered to look the way they do (like modern Asians). It’s implied, therefore, that the purebreds can’t be classified as Asian anymore, that they’re something else. And I strongly believe that even if they’d had an Asian in a purebred role, they still would have made him/her look like the other purebreds.
So I mean, I don’t know. I’m fully Asian, chinky eyes and all, and I wasn’t at all put off by the purebreds. (Well obviously, because if I were, I wouldn’t have gone to see it again.) I didn’t see it as yellowface at all. I didn’t even know people had issues with that until I went online and saw a bunch of backlash about it, and this frustrates me, because that isn’t even the point.
You clearly love the film, and that makes me really happy. A lot of people really love this film, and I’m so glad. It’s an ambitious film; it takes a challenging book that people thought would be totally unfilmable, and makes an epic, sweeping film that I thought transcended the book. I did not personally connect with the film as you did, but I hope it was clear that I thought this was because of failings in the source material, and not necessarily the film itself.
You bring up a good point, that the film draws a distinction between the purebreds and the fabricants, and the changes to the actors’ appearances are used to support that. I had overlooked that point which, narratively, diegetically, makes sense. It is an important point - the racial, gender, and physical morphing not only play a thematic role (which I had acknowledged), but in this case the racial morphing (for the neo-Seoul part) specifically plays a direct narrative role.
But media can go beyond pure enjoyment, and there are many ways to read any text. No, the point of the film is not to exist as a discussion about race, but race is one thing that is clearly used thematically in the film, and so it is open season for discussion. There are many lenses through which one can perform critical analysis. I don’t think it’s a stretch for anyone to recognize that pieces of art don’t exist in a vacuum. This film didn’t spring forth from the camera fully formed and uninformed by culture and by history. It would be one thing if all people had been equally and fairly represented on film throughout time. But I, personally, was unable to see this film without thinking of the historical representation of people of color on film.
There are reasons why blackface is taboo, good reasons, and I was only hoping to point out that when there are images of white people in yellowface throughout film history, I find it hard to understand why this practice is also not taboo.

Mickey Rooney in Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Sidney Toler as Charlie Chan

Boris Karloff in The Mask of Fu Manchu
Additionally, I hope you recognize that your experience of the film and how it made you feel is every bit as valid as my experience of the film. It doesn’t matter whether someone experiences something one time or fifty times, if something makes a person feel a certain way, you can’t say “no it didn’t”, or “I didn’t feel that way so there’s no reason that you should have”. You can, however, posit that there might be reasons why it should or shouldn’t have made me feel that way, which I am hoping is what you were trying to do. In this case, your point about the purebreds vs. the replicants is a excellent point, and strengthens the argument for the facial alterations used in the film. I accept that the alterations serve a narrative purpose, and that perhaps the narrative couldn’t have been served through any other means. But the way in which it was done still made me feel uncomfortable. I am glad that it did not make you feel uncomfortable. And I have no patience for the people who boycotted the film before it even came out, based on the images alone. But still - it made me feel uncomfortable, and I know that I am not the only one.
It is OK to like things that are problematic. I loved Skyfall, despite the rapey scene and the exoticized love slave and the general holdover of misogyny. I think that Sean Penn is a great actor, despite his personal history of domestic abuse. Nothing and no one is perfect, so it’s important to at least acknowledge that something you love or something that someone you love does may be kinda fucked up. The yellowface used in this film is, on a whole, very positive, and not at all of the Mickey Rooney variety. But for me, its very use (and, I still think, it’s very poor execution) conjures those years and years of history.