Sunday, January 15, 2012
The Best Films of 2011
I've only been doing these lists for the last seven years, but I've never had as difficult a time making one as I did this year. A big part of that is I saw far more films this year than any other (140 might not be terribly impressive to full-time critics, but I have a full-time job on top of all this), and as I always say, the more you see, the more impressive the cinematic landscape seems.
As much as people tagged this year as one overrun by nostalgia, looking at the list that follows, I was struck by a very different trend, one characterized by rigorous intellectual pursuits, pursued in very emotional ways. When one thinks of these, one might be overwhelmed by the questions and mysteries they invite, but also think of the very visceral reactions they provoke, and I'll be returning to that theme many times over in the following paragraphs.
There's no such thing as a bad year for movies, but even so, this one felt especially lush.
Unfairly maligned for being something it never sought to be, Clint Eastwood's best film since Letters of Iwo Jima is the only way to capture its subject - a fussy little man obsessed with his own legacy. Using his typical economy of direction, Eastwood (guided by an excellent structure courtesy of screenwriter Dustin Lance Black) effortlessly takes us through fifty years of American history without ever missing a beat biographically or emotionally. There are images here among the most powerful and transportive I saw all year.
Full review here. Still in some theaters, due on DVD and Blu-ray February 21st.
I hesitate to keep bringing this up, because it's looking like it's going to be tougher and tougher to see the damn thing, but I hold out hope that there are still a few festivals yet to unveil it. If one must lump this in with the rest of the mumblecore genre (of which I am cautiously supportive), know that this is so much more ambitious than the usual affair, and easily more aesthetically accomplished. But what I was struck by was how unbelievably honest writer/director Sophia Takal was, and how perfect her expression of that honesty is.
Interview with Sophia Takal here, and initial thoughts here.
The Green Hornet
Yep yep! If, as Truffaut said, a film must express either to agony or joy of filmmaking, no film this year more directly captured that joy. Forget the useless 3D, this is all about Seth Rogen's uninhibited performance as an entitled asshole who decides to become a superhero, and the consequences of that decision that would come about in a Frank Tashlin cartoon.
Initial review here. Available on DVD and Blu-ray.
Runners-Up (in no particular order)
Joe Wright's entry into the action genre was propulsive, rhythmic, and fluid, as aesthetically audacious as it was thrilling.
Martha Marcy May Marlene
A hell of a debut from Sean Durkin, whose total command of his frame is matched only by the power of his edits (and no, not just because it skips back and forth through time a lot).
Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy
Years from now, I'll probably regret not putting this in my top ten, but for now, there are still so many nooks and crannies that remain unexplored. Potentially a perfect film.
As honest as it is hilarious, and sometimes because of that.
The very thought of a Scorsese film not being in my top ten is startling, but that speaks much more to the quality of films this year than the lack thereof in Scorsese's. A beautiful ode to childhood, second chances, and yes you bastards, the cinema.
We Were Here
Contagion, but purely on the ground floor, and horrifyingly, heartbreakingly real. Riveting from top to bottom, holding an inescapable undercurrent of melancholy that comes from only hearing from the survivors.
Lars von Trier continues to make movies that don't make sense, because the core of our emotions don't make sense. Some passages are terrifying in their honesty, others beautiful, others surprisingly funny. The world finally realizes Kirsten Dunst has been a great actor the whole time.
The Loneliest Planet
To say much more would give away the game, but...Straw Dogs and Gerry all wrapped up in romance.
Numbers 11 & 12, or Top Ten Worthy if I'd Had Something Different for Breakfast
12. We Need to Talk About Kevin
Operatic and painterly, psychologically naked and existentially terrifying. As much about a woman grappling with what the world has done to her as what she has done to the world.
Michael Fassbender and Carey Mulligan cement their place in modern film acting, conveying a depth of experience not explicated by the screenplay. If McQueen only scratches the surface, then so be it, that's his approach - but there's an ocean underneath the ice.
The Top Ten
10. The Arbor
In 1977, at age fifteen, Andrea Dunbar unloaded the misery of her childhood into a play called The Arbor. Growing up in a poor London suburb that supplied her title, she was the product of a family of alcoholics, and by the time her play premiered in 1980, she'd already had one miscarriage and two children to two different fathers (she'd have a third by another before dying at age 29). Her first, Lorraine, was born to an Asian man, and the blatant racism of The Arbor did not make her life very easy. Her own tragic tale, from childhood to present day, serves as director Clio Barnard's story in this new film. In recording interviews with her subjects and hiring actors to lip-synch over them, Barnard has not only given us welcome distance from the horror of the content, but also created a natural extension of Andrea's original play - using the words from primary accounts and building an aesthetic through which they become a piece of performance. I watched this thinking I'd be in for a fascinating intellectual exercise, and came out emotionally ravaged.
Initial thoughts here. Available on DVD, Amazon Instant Video, and Netflix Watch Instant
9. Midnight in Paris
Woody Allen gets a lot of due credit as a writer of clever lines that convey surprising insight into our relationships between each other and the world around us, but when he sets out to direct these light comedic gems, he really hits his stride. He creates a natural ease and flow that makes the whole affair seem effortless, but stands in stark contrast to the sea of comedies overburdened by a commitment to improvisation. Allen's camera, frequently capturing whole scenes in one take, glides peacefully from moment to moment, as enraptured as we are by the newer and wilder characters he puts in front of it. Leading the whole affair is Owen Wilson in the kind of role he seems naturally suited to - a casual, laid back intellectual willing to take in and roll with whatever's put in front of him - only why has it taken so long for someone to draw him out like this? With one glance, he has our undivided attention, just as he cannot draw himself away from the unfolding pleasure suddenly granted to him.
Initial review here. Available on DVD, Blu-ray, and Amazon Instant Video
8. Nostalgia for the Light
Terrence Malick made the sort of connections between the far reaches of the universe and the individual human experience that works on a visceral, spiritual level; Patricio Guzmán found those same connections in science. I'm not much of a science freak, but I'm continually overwhelmed by the way each new discovery reveals how little of our surroundings we really understand at all. Guzmán grabs hold of that unknowability, transforming it into something miraculous, while exploring the real, tangible nature of the oft-used saying "everything is connected." It's the rare documentary as fascinated with the prospect of discovery as it is with imparting information.
Reviewed on Blu-ray here. Available on DVD, Blu-ray, and Amazon Instant Video.
Simply put, I didn't laugh as hard during any other film this year. Throw in Roman Polanski's razor-sharp direction and a very game cast, most doing their best work in years, and this makes for a hell of a night at the movies. Shallow? Absolutely, but look at the story they're dealing with here, let alone the people trapped in it (as trapped as they are in the apartment). Polanski slowly increases his depth of field until characters seem to be lunging off the screen in a way that even few 3D films manage, and by the end, the character have nearly destroyed his cinema altogether. If this isn't cinematic enough for you, maybe the cinema ain't your bag.
Initial thoughts here. In theaters.
6. Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives
One of several films on this list I'm at a loss to explain completely, but which nevertheless is such an overwhelming visual/intellectual/emotional experience, I don't particularly care, either. Even the nature of its title is up for grabs, as writer/director Apichatpong Weerasethakul never really divulges whether or not Boonmee, who's in the final days of his life, can in fact recall anything before this life. But what he can recall from that would be enough to fill any man's conscience. Unafraid of diving into spiritual realms, Weerasethakul's has more diversions than an episode of Family Guy, but they all add up to a total view of life that is breathtaking in its expanse and depth of consideration. There are enough single images here to last a lifetime, enough questions to keep you up all night.
Initial review here. Available on DVD, Blu-ray, and Netflix Watch Instant
5. Winnie the Pooh
The best animated film of the year, like Woody Allen's latest film, tests the limits of how much charm one person can take. But it does so genuinely, with so much joy in every turn-of-phrase (it's also one of the best-written films of the year; lyrical and clever and so funny) and every quiet moment of trust. I was won over by the film's casual faith in the human condition, that none of these characters "get along" perfectly, but never question the fact of their friendship. It's also a subtle bit of advocacy of the written word, established in the way the text of the story interacts in the frame, culminating in the characters being literally saved by letters. There are few better messages to put into a film than these, and it's hard to imagine them being conveyed with the kind of grace on display here. Simple and sweet, perhaps, but more films could benefit from same.
Initial review here. Available on DVD, Blu-ray, and Amazon Instant Video
4. The Turin Horse
When you're talking about a two-and-a-half-hour black-and-white movie with only thirty shots that chronicles the slow descent of a father and daughter living on a broken farm, it's hard to convey how visceral an experience it can be. This will apparently serve as writer/director Bela Tarr's final film, and one could do worse than to go out on such an unassailable masterpiece, which echoes Tarkovsky, Murnau, and Dreyer as much as it stands alongside them. Chronicling, in many ways, the slow decay of the earth as a physical presence, Tarr inverses Beckett's famous line, "I can't go on, I'll go on," putting the emphasis on the struggle to survive against insurmountable elements. The Turin Horse gets you to reconsider that void that you sometimes feel is out there; the vast expanse of nothingness. I left the theater shaken to my core.
Initial consideration here (along with some notes from a Q&A session with Tarr), and full review here. Its proper theatrical run begins in March.
3. Certified Copy
A woman meets a man in Tuscany. Or does she? Nothing can really prepare you for Abbas Kiarostami's masterpiece, which takes Richard Linklater's Before Sunrise/Before Sunset and sends it beyond the infinite, because I've yet to meet anyone who can get a handle on it. But we can all talk about how remarkably pleasurable an experience it is to see two informed people (Juliette Binoche and William Shimmel) discuss and evoke everything that really matters in life, and if a careful replication of those things is good enough, or indeed if anyone would ever know the difference.
Initial, gushing, incomprehensible review here. Now available on Netflix Watch Instant and Amazon Instant Video.
For those of you just joining us, the troubled production history of Kenneth Lonergan's magnum opus has led it to becoming a rather difficult film to see for the time being. But my purpose in placing it on this list is no more than any other - to champion an important piece of cinema that I love dearly. And I love Margaret. I don't love it with faint praise, imagining what might be if we ever get Lonergan's preferred cut (though should we, I'll be the first one in line). I love it as it is - a fractured nerve, exposed and fraying at the edges, threatening to unleash hell at any moment. I love that in the week after I saw it, I couldn't think of anything else, and I love that, months later, I still get swept away reflecting on its insane ambition and the perfection with which Lonergan attained it. Led by Anna Paquin in the performance of the year and the sort of acting company any piece of drama dreams theatrical dreams of, this would be the kind of film about which people would say, "man, they don't make 'em like that anymore," but they never did. This is real cinema, dense and uncompromising, a piece that functions beautifully as metaphor and viscerally as drama. It's full of a million moments that could break your heart and a million more that beat you senseless with the unrestrained fury of oncoming adulthood. It's big and terrifying and so smart and so very, very good.
Initial review here. It's not easy to see right now, but a DVD release is expected this spring. Additionally, Los Angeles residents can see it at The Silent Movie Theater January 27th-February 2nd, and it's still playing at New York's Cinema Village, where it's enjoyed a longer revival run than it did an initial one.
1. The Tree of Life
Admittedly, putting the new Terrence Malick film at number one was a lot more daring and interesting when it was called The New World, but I'm no less honest now than I was then. Weaving his childhood against the history of all life on this planet, he's crafted at once the most distilled and wildest version of the thematic concern that's carried his career - that although our lives are not so impressive against the backdrop of the universe, we create meaning with every moment. Nobody has better expressed that duality of existence, nor expressed it so richly.
Initial review here. Available on DVD and Blu-Ray.
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Sorry but TREE OF LIFE is one of the worst, most pitiful, and most insufferable movies I've ever seen. It should be called THE BRIEF HISTORY OF POMPOSITY... though I must say I thought it would never end.
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