December
30,
2005
THE
TOP TEN OF 2005
10.
The 40 Year Old Virgin - 2005 was not really the "Year of the R Rated
Comedy "… it was the "Year of The R Rated Movie with a Heart Of Gold."
And no comedies heart was bigger than this one's. When The Wedding Crashers
lost its footing a bit when the real feelings showed up, Steve Carrell
and Catherine Keener duoed up with an ease and grace reminiscent of Woody
Allen and Diane Keaton, more so in Sleeper or Love and Death
than Annie Hall. Essentially, this was the best Adam Sandler movie
ever… perhaps because Sandler - who is very underrated, really - still isn't as
mature as Carrell, even though they are of a similar age. Carrell at the center
of Spanglish might have stood a chance. In any case, Virgin just flies
- and as far broad as it goes, it always seems to find the grain of human truth
that makes you suspend your wince and turn it into a smile and a belly laugh.
9.
Paradise Now - It is not the most accomplished filmmaking, but in a year of
considering why hatred thrives in the world, the film is sublime. Some people
are cartoons. Most are not. The wannabe suicide bombers of Paradise Now
are not cartoons, though one of them kind of aspires to becoming one. The voice
of reason? The terrorist's daughter. Questions, questions, questions.
8.
Kingdom of Heaven: Extended Cut - In the tradition of "Untitled,"
the extended cut of Almost Famous, Ridley Scott's 3-hour (and change)
version of Kingdom of Heaven is night and day from the original. Even more
than with Cameron Crowe's chopped up work, Fox literally cut out the story
of the movie. I was so shocked by what was back in that I had to rent the DVD
that is now out to make sure I wasn't crazy. There is some more blood and a touch
more sex (though still not intense enough for my tastes, given the story), but
what is breathtaking is that every major character in the movie, except perhaps
Ghassan Massoud's already brilliant turn as Saladin, is significantly enhanced
by the additions. Edward Norton's cameo as The King of Jerusalem now feels
like a real performance. Marton Csokas is no longer just a caricature.
Liam Neeson's character has history and motivation, not just people telling
us how great he was. And even Orlando Bloom's Balian is given greater depth,
his despair and his need for forgiveness actually making sense when you see Scott's
real vision for the film. They gutted a great film and made us all think it was
shallow. Shame on them. At least there is now a chance to correct the mistake.
7.
Kung Fu Hustle - Steven Chow is the Asian Steven Spielberg with
a much stronger sense of humor. Kung Fu Hustle is old-fashioned and CG
progressive, incredibly stupid and yet incredibly human, oddly intimate and completely
cartoon epic. The film is loaded with moments that create decades long cults,
as people can enjoy the work over and over and over again.
6.
The Family Stone - Tom Bezucha wrote and directed this old-fashioned family
comedic drama with a mastery of skills mostly forgotten in Hollywood. Either it's
silly or it's serious. Either it's sweet or it's sour. Either it's real or unreal.
But there is a long history of cinema that was more complex than that. And this
is the altar where Bezucha worships. And now, many of us stand in awe of his skill,
just the second time behind the camera, walking that tightrope. One of 2005's
many Rorschach test movies, either you accept the Stones or you skip them. Me?
Loved 'em madly.
5.
Grizzly Man - Werner Herzog's brilliant doc, made up mostly of "found
footage," plays right into Herzog's genius for extreme characters. No one
would believe Tim Treadwell if you made him up. Like "Kitten"
Braden in Breakfast on Pluto, Treadwell is the unstoppable force. Nature
is the unmoveable object. And Herzog is the man strong enough to love and respect
the truths of both. A perfect double feature with My Best Fiend.
4.
Munich - Spielberg's least Spielbergian effort is the tea bag in a season
of strong coffee. You have to let it steep for a while to experience its true
flavors. Rarely has a major film been more victimized by the critics' need to
have a strong opinion and to have it now… it is not only the wrong way
to look at this movie, it is, amazingly enough, at the heart of what this movie
is about. Taking a strong position and not being willing to consider it in greater
depth is easy… too easy. Munich is much in the kinship of Apocalypse
Now, first best known for its price tag and Brando's excesses and, in time,
appreciated as something far more complex and perfect fodder for repeat viewings.
What Munich does not have that Coppola's film had are the big moments with
such repeatable tag lines. Munich refuses us that satisfaction. Still,
upon reflection there is scene after scene that is memorable and unique. But most
of all, there is no section of Munich you can watch that will not leave
you armed for an intense, perhaps contentious conversation.
3.
A History of Violence - Cronenberg's masterwork, this is another film that
has been too easily dismissed by some. It is a fable, not a literal story. The
small town the Stall's live in is almost exactly as real as William Hurt's
brilliant afterburners-raging cameo performance. The two big sex scenes are also
way over the top. But every moment of A History Of Violence is about more
than what the surface is offering us. And, unlike some films, Cronenberg makes
no bones about making that clear. All of our lives play out at different levels
of volume. This movie is loud… but its lesson speak to all of our volumes… all
the way to mute.
1.
It's a tie! There were two movies this year that I loved and they were
both kind of doing the same thing, but these two young (at least, career young)
directors are working in completely different voices. What Fernando Meirelles
does with magical manipulations of images, Arnaud Desplechin does by taking
his actors to unexpected places of vulnerability and freedom. That is not to say
that Desplechin doesn't handle the camera well or that Meirelles' actors don't
thrive… neither would be as good as they are if they didn't have more than one
skill… but they are opposite sides of the same mirror.
Kings
& Queen (Rois et Reine) is a gooey masterpiece, so loaded down with what
you expect it to be that when it blossoms, it is one of the great surprises you
will have in the cinema. Emmanuelle Devos' Nora is a cold beauty, having
"overcome" her youthful whims. Mathieu Amalric's Ismael is a raving
madman, convincing enough to be a con man. Nora is on her way to visit her father.
Ismael is on the way to the mental hospital. Where could these two be going… and
what the hell do they have to do with one another? You don't want the answers.
You don't want any of the answers to the many fascinating characters because every
reveal is sublime in its own way, better and better the longer the movie goes
on, until it reaches one of the great third acts you will ever see in a film about
the humanity of people.
The
Constant Gardener is far more structured, but it is what Meirelles colors
outside of the lines that makes it a masterpiece. The movie opens with the death
of Rachel Weisz's Tessa Quayle. That's when we start to consider, along
with her widower, Ralph Fennes' Justin, what happened to her… how did she
come to this end? And as we move forward into the unraveling past, we discover
something even more compelling, a love between a man and a woman deeper than either
knew. The more he knows, the more he loves… the more he loves, the greater the
loss… the greater the loss, the more he loves. And while the structure of the
Jeffrey Caine script gives Meirelles the hanger on which to put this fine,
intricately tailored suit, it is the detail work that makes it so sublime. Whether
it is the intimacy of Tessa wandering though Kenyan crowds being photographed
by a hidden camera or the use of computer imagery or the power of private moments
between the pregnant Tessa and Justin, the frame is always juicy with more than
the surface story being told.
Both
of these films are ultimately about how we share ourselves, how we share our love
and how we learn and evolve and grow even when we think we've got all of the answers
about who we are. The greatest power on the earth is not money or politics or
fear. It is love… the love we know and the love unexpected. It's so much easier
to believe we have the answers. But we do not. We are human. We are flowing. That
is our condition. And only we can choose to move forward. That's what so many
of the filmmakers on this list ultimately had to say this year. It was unexpected.
And I am thankful.
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