WHAT I THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT I SAW - 2010
2010 has been another great year in movies. Among the top three films on this year’s list, any one could have taken the top spot. But #1 is so visionary, so refreshingly original, that I believe it is the best film of 2010.
#10: Kick-Ass
Violent, vulgar, clever, and careful, Kick-Ass is an audacious and original take on the superhero genre. You won’t see another film like it this year.
#9: The Killer Inside Me
It takes great big stones to make a lurid, pulpy novel into a lurid, pulpy movie with world-class production values. It takes even bigger stones to film its story in all its horror and expect an audience to stick with its antihero. The Killer Inside Me gambles big and rakes in all the chips, delivering a compelling and disturbing story while establishing Casey Affleck as one of the most interesting young actors working in American film today.
#8: The Secret of Kells
In this animated feature, young Brendan is a monk in an abbey/fortress in medieval Ireland. Torn between the abbot who’s driven to ready for the next Viking attack and the illuminator who unleashes his genius, Brendan finds a magical ally deep in the woods. The Secret of Kells reflects its milieu with a daring 2-D animation style that reflects the illuminated manuscripts in which Brendan finds his inspiration and his calling. This film is beautiful and imaginative and delightful. See it even if you don’t have kids.
#7: The Other Guys
It’s hard to make a big budget action-comedy that’s actually funny. The Other Guys, however, is funny all the way through to the end credits and it delivers on the big action set pieces and it works in a Yojimbo joke. How many wide-release comedies can you name that work in a Yojimbo joke? Look for clever supporting work from Michael Keaton, Eva Mendez, and Ron Riggle.
#6: Shutter Island
I define a gadget movie as a film that’s as much a puzzle as anything else, and Shutter Island is a terrific gadget movie. This challenging and puzzling film features a deeply compelling and disturbing premise, and it comes through on it. Scorsese orchestrates, shepherding knockout performances from Leonardo DiCaprio and Mark Ruffalo in a film that’s as gothic, creepy, compelling, and horrifying as anything I’ve seen this year. I need to see it again, and soon.
#5: True Grit
True Grit is a no-nonsense, three act western featuring outstanding work from Jeff Bridges, Matt Damon, Barry Pepper, Josh Brolin, and especially young Hailee Steinfeld, as the heroine Mattie Ross. The film is full of little moments that define and develop its characters and its world, and we get the sense of a picture whose every detail was carefully designed and executed. This is as professional as the professional western gets. John Huston would be proud.
#4: The American
George Clooney plays Alain Delon playing a very bad man in hiding from some other very bad men in a film that feels more like a late ‘50s – early ‘60s French or Italian production than a modern American one. I like Goerge Clooney. I like Alain Delon. I like French and Italian movies from the late ‘50s and early ‘60s. And I can’t stop thinking about the sense of world-weariness, fear, isolation, and dread that comes through in nearly every scene of this criminally underappreciated film.
#3: Black Swan
I challenge you to name a Darren Aronofsky film that doesn’t rank among the best releases of its year. Black Swan, the latest in a line of Aronofsky masterpieces, will baffle you and scare you and challenge you and elevate you. It’s filmmaking about high art that is, itself, high art – a film about a dancer in ‘Swan Lake’ that is, itself, a production of ‘Swan Lake.’ The film enraptured me in the moment, and I think about the sound and imagery of its emotional climax several times a day. I suspect it will become as much a part of my touchstones of great filmmaking as the sand Kyuko Kishida’s body in Woman in the Dunes or Hugh Jackman in the bubble in Aronofsky’s The Fountain. You must see this film.
#2: Winter’s Bone
Ree Dolly (Jennifer Lawrence) sprang from the same soil as Mattie Ross, and I think Mattie would see her as one of her own. When Ree sets out to find her father in the moral and economic wasteland of meth-corrupted Arkansas, she’s in territory as strange and dangerous as the Indian country Mattie penetrates to find her fugitive. While Mattie had help, however, Ree is alone. She alone must find her father, dead or alive, so to save the pathetic home in which she’s raising her younger siblings. She alone must brave the suspicion, the fear, the hostility she meets within her own family. She must do it all, and Winter’s Bone takes us every step of the way, plunging us into the icy winter waters of its world and daring us to grab hold onto what we may find there. Winter’s Bone is a perfectly executed, utterly horrifying film. You must see it.
#1: Scott Pilgrim vs. The World
Inventive, audacious, and infectiously fun, Scott Pilgrim vs. the World is the best film of 2010. The picture crosses from reality to fantasy and back again with delight and energy, immersing us in the mind of its hero so completely that we cease to care about the objectively real and happily ride along with him while he, well, while he works himself out.
Granted, Scott Pilgrim vs. the World isn't the first film to explore boundaries between fantasy and reality; neither is it the first to exist almost entirely in the head of its protagonist. The film recalls Michel Gondry's The Science of Sleep, which gave us a man-child protagonist whose fantasy world so thoroughly informs his connection with the real world that we cannot understand one without the other. While Gondry's man-child seems cloying and stunted, however, director Edgar Wright here gives us a man-teen so bursting with geeky enthusiasm, so ready to take the step into actual adulthood, that we root for him instead of just wait for him to grow up.
Scott Pilgrim does this by evoking the Big Three of nerd culture: comic books, video games, and alt-indie rock. It doesn't do it by just throwing references out there and hoping for a few lightbulbs to come on. It does it by borrowing graphic references from comic books, co-opting the look and feel of video games from their 16-bit arcade heyday to their modern, hyperrealistic incarnations, and overwhelming the audience both with music and with unique visual depictions of music. Scott Pilgrim doesn't just reference this culture or remind you of this culture: it immerses you in this culture. As A.O. Scott wrote in the New York Times, "There are some movies about youth that just make you feel old, even if you aren’t. Scott Pilgrim vs. the World ... has the opposite effect."
Bravo, Mr. Wright. I can't wait to see what you do next.
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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Black Swan
Darren Aronofsky does not make bad films. He makes brilliant, cinematic pictures, the kind that one should enjoy on the big screen with the big sound. Black Swan is one of these, an intense investigation of art and insanity that takes big chances and comes through.
Natalie Portman plays Nina, a dedicated ballerina of the New York stage who wins her first lead role: the Swan Queen in ‘Swan Lake.’ Nina’s a tightly controlled individual, emotionally stunted and constrained by a domineering mother and her own drive for perfection. When she lands the Swan Queen, she doesn’t know if she can do it. But she tries and tries and tries, drilling and drilling and forgoing sleep and dropping weight from her already elfin body until the combination of stress, malnutrition, and exhaustion renders her psychotic.
And here’s the thing that bothered me about the film, at least in the first two acts: why would anyone put themselves through that kind of torture for the amusement of rich people? For that’s what the ballet, as presented here, clearly is: an amusement for rich people, the kind who enjoy putting on tuxedoes, drinking champagne at fund raisers, and having a fine night out. I mean, I get it: ballet is Nina’s world, and achieving perfection in that world is her goal. But so what? How is that a noble or worthwhile goal, when perfection merely equates entertaining a few hundred people for a couple of hours?
Ah, but in that third act, when Nina dances the role of the Swan Queen, it clicked. Her dance is so transformative, so magnificent, that I saw that she wasn’t dancing for the amusement of the rich – she was dancing for art itself, for that quest to attain the summit of human achievement, for the glorious exultation of not technical perfection, but artistic perfection. What I had seen as a waste of time transformed into humanity personified.
Was it worth it? Was the psychosis, was the pain, was losing everything for an ideal worth the loss? I think that Nina would say yes. As for me, all I know is that I walked out of the theater challenged, elevated, and transformed. That’s what happens when I’m exposed to real art.
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