So 2019 is half over – so it’s now time for my
annual half time top ten list (which I actually do at the end of 6 months, not
the end of five months like so many outlets seem to do). For my money, it’s
been a pretty great year for movies – with several great films, and a lot of
interesting ones. It’s not always easy to see everything so I will note below
the films that may have made this list had I see them – mainly it’s because the
films haven’t been released in Canada yet, but some are ones I just missed, but
will catch up with soon.
So for the record, I have yet to see these films: The
Biggest Little Farm (John Chester), Diamantino (Gabriel Abrantes & Daniel
Schmidt), Diane (Kent Jones), Dogman (Matteo Garrone), Grass (Hong Sang-soo), Hail
Satan? (Penny Lane), The Heiresses (Marcelo Martinessi), Hotel by the River
(Hong Sang-soo), The Last Black Man in San Francisco (Joe Talbot), Little Woods
(Nia DaCosta), Meeting Gorbachev (Werner Herzog & Andre Singer), Peterloo
(Mike Leigh), Styx (Wolfgang Fischer), Wild Nights with Emily (Madeleine Olnek).
I plan to catch up with all of these films, as long as I can, when they
roll out either in theaters, or VOD in the coming weeks and months.
And now, just a quick rundown of the top five
performances in each acting category so far (note, I start roughly with fifth
place, and end in first place):
Best
Supporting Actress: First up, two performances from the same movie - Agyness Deyn & Gayle Rankin in Her
Smell who are both great as the lead’s long suffering bandmates, who both
deal with her drama in very different ways – tough to pick which one is better.
Evelin Dobos in Sunset is wonderful
as an ambiguous character – you can quite tell what she is up to, what she
wants from the lead, etc. – and it’s a great performance. Juliette Binoche in High Life proves once again why she is one of
the best, most risk taking actresses in the world – playing a profoundly
unsympathetic character, and diving headlong in, making it of the oddest, best
performances of her brilliant career. But my favorite so far is Shahadi Wright Joseph in Us who I think
has a very tricky duel role as the daughter in Jordan Peele’s horror film, and
the newcomer is great in both roles – very unsettling in the role of the other,
and sympathetic as the “real” daughter – a great performance from an emerging
actress.
Best
Supporting Actor: It’s odd that Vince
Vaughn in Dragged Across Concrete says way more in this supporting role
than he did for the same director – S. Craig Zahler – in the lead of his last
film (Brawl in Cell Block 99 – but he does, and he handles the very weird, very
stylized dialogue. Julianne Moore got a lot of (deserved) praise but I loved John Turturro in Gloria Bell even more
– a tricky role as a man who wants to move on from his marriage, and his adult
children, but can never quite do it – hurting the lead in the process in what
is one of my favorite recent performances of his. Murat Cemcir in The Wild Pear Tree is great as the father of the
lead – a teacher, whose son seems to be following in his footsteps, and the
tricky love-hate relationship they have together. Vlad Ivanov in Sunset adds another villain to a career full of them
– but this one is subtler, and more insidious than most – and more haunting as
a result. Jeremy Bobb in Under the
Silver Lake has just one extended scene – and it maybe the best scene of
the year so far, and I don’t want to spoil it, but I will say it’s not a
performance I am going to forget any time soon.
Best
Actress: As has been the case for a few years now, the Best
Actress field was more crowded for me than Best Actor. Olivia Wilde in A Vigilante has never been better than here, as a
woman who has escaped an abusive marriage, but isn’t over it yet – and channels
all that rage into helping other, in a film I wish more people saw. Juli Jakab in Sunset delivers a
brilliant, controlled performance in the center of all the chaos – and anchors
it brilliantly as a woman navigating this strange political landscape. Honor Swinton Bryne in The Souvenir delivers
a wonderful performance, as a young woman in love, struggling with her
self-destructive boyfriend, and her own desire to make her art. Elisabeth Moss in Her Smell delivered
her best (film) performance so far, as a self-destructive rock star spiraling
downwards, and then, perhaps saving herself – she risks alienating us
completely, which makes the ending even better. Lupita Nyong’o in Us really took on a pair of difficult roles in
Jordan Peele’s film – as the leader of the others, and the mother trying to
save her family – it’s a performance for the ages, and like most horror
performances, won’t get the attention it deserves.
Best
Actor: The first one will generate controversy, but Mel Gibson in Dragged Across Concrete gives
his best performance in years, playing off his own toxic image as a cop who is
both sympathetic and awful, in a movie and role that is more complicated than
some gave it credit for. Dogu Demirkol in
The Wild Pear Tree is great as a young writer, just out of school, who is
convinced of his own brilliance and has the world smack him down – and has to
lick his own wounds, after nearly three hours. Robert Pattinson in High Life delivers another great, daring
performance as a convict sent into space, and then has to become a father – it
is deep, dark, subtle performance that shows just how good Pattinson can be. Tom Burke in The Souvenir is perfect
as the self-destructive first love of the main character, who just cannot stop
himself – and even if he is ass, you still feel sympathy for him. Andrew Garfield in Under the Silver Lake delivers
his best performance to date as a portrait of white, male entitlement and toxic
masculinity, that you gradually come to realize just how horrible he is in this
strange, mixed up detective story, that needs Garfield to keep it altogether.
Runners-Up:
There are quite a few films that could have made by
top 10 of the year so far – including: Amazing
Grace (Sydney Pollock & Alan Elliot) a miracle of a documentary about
the legendary performance by Aretha Franklin, thought lost forever. Aniara (Pella Kagerman & Hugo Lilja) is
a strange, complex film about a massive space ship of cruise line proportions,
drifting in space for years, their destination out of reach which goes to
really strange, really profound places. Ash
is Purest White (Jia Zhangke) kind of plays like Zhangke’s greatest hits –
combining elements from Still Life, A Touch of Sin, Mountains May Depart and
others, but still manages to be a deep, thoughtful, wonderful film – and really
makes me wonder what he does next. Avengers:
Endgame (Joe & Anthony Russo) brings this massive 10 years, more than
20 films opus to a kind of end, in a way that is very satisfying. Birds of Passage (Ciro Guerra &
Cristina Gallego) is a South American gangster epic that doesn’t reinvent
the wheel, but is massively satisfying – and a look at a culture we don’t
usually see. Booksmart (Olivia Wilde) is
one of the best teen comedies in recent years – with a pair of great
performances at its core, and shows a ton of style by debut director Olivia
Wilde. Climax (Gaspar Noe) is a mad
orgy of dancing, violence and sex through one crazed, drug fueled night that
does exactly what you expect a Gaspar Noe film will do, but is a lot more fun
than anything else he has done. The Dead
Don’t Die (Jim Jarmusch) is a hilarious dead-pan zombie comedy, until it
very deliberately isn’t funny anymore. Dragged
Across Concrete (S. Craig Zahler) is a long (two hours, forty minutes)
crime drama about corrupt cops, drug dealers, etc. – the kind of film that will
stop for fifteen minutes to give you the backstory of a bank teller so when the
robbery happens, you know who she is – it’s a film that is deliberately
trolling Zahler’s critics, but is far more complex than some realized. Fyre (Chris Smith) is a great, wide
ranging documentary on the Fyre festival, and everything that went wrong there
(and it’s the one to see, instead of the Hulu one – even if both bring up some
documentary ethics issues). Homecoming (Beyoncé)
is one of the great concert films in recent times – showing all the talents
of Beyoncé as a performer and as a director. How to Train Your Dragon: The Hidden World (Dean DeBlois) is about
as good as Hollywood animation gets – a beautiful, exciting and quietly
profound film that ends this saga on a great note. The Inventor (Alex Gibney) is another Alex Gibney documentary
about financial scams, this time about Elizabeth Holmes and her Edison machine. Rolling Thunder Revue (Martin Scorsese) is
a wonderful Bob Dylan whatsit – part doc, part concert film, part mythmaking
and magic trick, all fascinating. Ruben
Brandt: Collector (Milorad Krstic) is an innovative, strange visually
stunning animated film that is light on story, but long on style. Shadow (Zhang Yimou) is his best films
in years, a visually stunning martial arts epic, that contains some of the best
scenes of its kind since his own Hero and House of Flying Daggers. Starfish (A.T. White) is a wonderful,
intimate, apocalyptic film that combines elements of sci fi and horror, in a
story about guilt and loss. The Wild
Pear Tree (Nuri Bilge Ceylon) maybe weaker than most of Ceylon’s recent
films, but this talky, three-hour epic about a young author who believes he is
a genius – and is slowly disillusioned of the idea. The Wind (Emma Tammi) is a brilliant combination of Western and
horror genres, with great performances and atmosphere that really gets under
your skin.
And
Now onto the Top 10 Films of 2019 So Far
10.
Transit (Christian Petzold)
I don’t think Christian Petzold’s Transit is quite
the film that his last film – the brilliant Phoenix, a kind of play on Vertigo
with one hell of a ending – but like that film, Transit is one of those films
that grows in your mind even as you get further away from it. Here, Petzold
adapts a book from the 1940s about the refugee crisis from that time, and
transplants it to the current day, changing nothing else except for that
setting. It’s a fascinating experiment – done that at first is a little distancing,
but that slowly does start to creep up on you. It is more of intellectual
exercise more than an emotional one – but it’s one that you may find hard to
shake. It’s haunted me since TIFF last fall.
As far as action filmmaking goes – it doesn’t get
much better this decade than the John Wick films – in particular the first act
of Chapter 3 – which is pretty much pure insanity from the jump – going from
the library fight to the chase through the streets (including horses) and
probably my single favorite sequence in these films – in that knife filled
hallway. Of course, the plot of these movies is ridiculous – that’s kind of the
fun of them – and perhaps this film is a touch too long, and you OD on all the action
at a certain point, but this is just about as good as these films keep getting
more insane, and push themselves further and further. I cannot wait for Chapter
4.
8.
Toy Story 4 (Josh Cooley)
Admittedly, we didn’t really need a Toy Story 4 –
the series really came full circle with Toy Story 3 – and yet this film acts as
a wonderful, bittersweet coda to the series – pushing Woody even further, and
introducing us to Forky – which are two characters who really do bring the existential
crisis in these films into stark focus. That probably sounds far too serious –
because this film is still funny, smart, enjoyable and action packed – kids
will love it, of course. But like all Toy Story films, it is uniquely qualified
to wring tears from the parents in the audience. Not quite top tier Pixar – but
close enough.
If you thought that getting her biggest budget to
date would change Claire Denis – than you probably don’t know her films too
well. Denis’ sci-fi epic, about a group of convicts set adrift in space, with
no hope of return, all to perform experiments on them is a haunting,
challenging film. Robert Pattinson has the lead role – who we see at the
beginning with a baby, and no one well, and then we flash back to how we got
there. The film is full of sex and violence, all of it disturbing in the
extreme, and will push your buttons – and pushed some right out of the
theaters. Denis has made a film that is uncompromising, disturbing and hugely
ambitious – ending on a note of either hopelessness or pure hope. You decide.
It’s another example of why Denis is one of the most interesting filmmakers in
the world.
Bi Gan’s mesmerizing sophomore film looks and feels
like a film noir – with a main character searching for a woman from out of his
past for the first 75 minutes or so. And then come the amazing 59 minute, 3-D
shot that ends the film – which is perhaps as close as any film has ever gotten
to recreating what it feels like to dream on film. The storytelling here is
complex and at times confusing – Bi Gan makes no delineation between what is
past and present, fact or fiction. But like his first film – Kahli Blues – if you
pay attention, it’s all there. The film looks amazing from the start – haunting
environments, like a flooded basement, or a long shot of a man following a
woman in the van. The film is as visually impressive as any film made this year
– or really, any year.
Alex Ross Perry’s best film to date is this
incendiary film about a rock star in the vein of Courtney Love – played in a
brilliant performance by Elisabeth Moss. Through five extended sequences – each
at a different point in time, we see her descent into drug fueled ego trips –
pushing everyone away, and alienating and annoying everyone – including,
perhaps the audience. And then, remarkably, she starts her gradual come back –
she is brought low, and then recovers. This is the best performance Moss has
given to date in her career – and she is surrounded by a great supporting cast.
This is really about art – and ego – and how now one can do it on their own,
and the gradual process by which Moss’ character eventually realizes that. The
film will push and prod you – it traps you with this toxic personality and
dares you to look away. If you’re anything like me, you won’t be able to.
4.
The Souvenir (Joanna Hogg)
Joanna Hogg’s best and most personal film to date
is this – a devastating film about a doomed, toxic relationship based on one
from Hogg’s past. Honor Swinton Byrne – Tilda’s daughter – gives a remarkable
debut performance as a young film student in early 1980s London – someone from
a privileged background, who doesn’t want to make films about those in her
class. She meets someone even more posh (Tom Burke) – he works for the foreign
office – and although it would be kind to call him a mansplainer, she falls for
him anyway – and even when it becomes clear that he is self-destructive, she
stays with him anyway. The film is a technical marvel – as all Hogg’s films
are, including two of the very best shots of the year that end the film. But it
hits a hard, emotional note as well – and gives you an idea of why she would
stay, even when it becomes clear she shouldn’t. Hogg has quietly been making
good films for a decade now – and this is her best work to date, and will
hopefully bring Hogg the kind of recognition she deserves.
Easily the most underrated film of the year – it kind
of came and went without much attention – is Hungarian director Lazlo Nemes’
follow-up to his brilliant Son of Saul – one of the few Holocaust films post
Shoah and Schindler’s List that actually offered a unique perspective on the
horrors. Sunset is a more complex, difficult film that Son of Saul. It takes
place in Hungary, in the days leading up to WWI, and focuses on a young woman –
whose parents once ran a fancy hat store, but died years ago. She has returned
for the first time in decades – and discovers difficult family secrets,
simmering resentments, and violence. The camera – as it did with Son of Saul –
sticks with her the entire time, offering her perspective on the events. But
she is an ambiguous character – one that is hard to pin down. The mounting
action climaxes with a descent into chaos – and then continues on for another hour.
Sunset is a brilliantly directed film – and an extremely troubling one. It hasn’t
got the attention it deserves yet – but you should seek it out.
Perhaps the year’s most divisive film – which is
saying something, especially since its normally daring distributer A24
basically dumped it into a few theaters and VOD at the same time this spring.
David Robert Mitchell’s follow-up to the brilliant It Follows is a big,
sprawling neo-noir that would make a fine weekend of movie watching alongside
with Robert Altman’s The Long Goodbye, the Coens Big Lebowski and Paul Thomas
Anderson’s Inherent Vice. It’s a film about an unemployed writer of some kind –
played by Andrew Garfield – who becomes obsessed with finding his neighbor, who
he meets one day, and then vanishes. But the film is full of subplots, side
roads and detours – some pay off, some deliberately do not. You cannot possibly
guess where all this is going from its simple setup – but man, does it go it to
crazy places. Part of what seems to anger people is either all those detours,
and the rest is that Andrew Garfield’s character really is a horrible person.
That’s kind of the point – he is a portrait of toxic masculinity and white privilege,
and the fact that the normally likable Garfield goes there helps to make it his
best performance to date. And yet, what he is searching for is relatable – but of
course, that doesn’t mean he isn’t an asshole. David Robert Mitchell has pushed
himself farther this time – and I absolutely loved it.
Jordan Peele’s debut film – Get Out – is one of the
best horror films of the decade, because it’s a film about the very real horror
that African Americans deal with every day. It works on the surface level of
course – but the very clear subtext makes it even more horrifying. Following
that up must have been hard – but Peele pulled it off with Us, a far more
complex and ambiguous film, that goes to horrifying places. It starts,
basically as a home invasion film – with the twist that those invading the home
of this normal, upper-middle class black family, look exactly like them – but horrifying
and deformed version of them – only one of whom can really speak. What follows
is truly horrifying – on a sheer terror level, it certainly outdoes Get Out,
with a few tremendous set pieces. On the allegorical level, Us is much harder
to pin down than Get Out was – a film that is both intensely personal, and yet
political as well – about the history of horrors in America. You could be one
of those people who waste their time debating the sheer logistics of things in
the film, but what’s the fun in that? Peele has directed another masterful
horror film – after just two films, Peele has joined the very top ranks of
American filmmakers.
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