Out of the Film Loop

I feel like such a cultural moron.

The traditional "best-of" lists and award show nominations have been popping up for the past few weeks, and for the most part, I can't offer a decent opinion since I've apparenely managed to miss everything the critics were raving about. I mean, I only managed to see two of the movies on the dueling top ten lists in the year end issue of Entertainment Weekly (Requiem for a Dream and Gladiator). I am so pathetic.

Actually, I don't know which is worse - thinking I'm pathetic because I didn't see very many "good" movies this year, or letting the critics think I'm pathetic because I didn't see their picks.

Small consolation, but I only saw one movie on the "worst of" lists (Bless the Child), and I only spent $2.50 to see it. And a lot of the movies on the "best of" lists were movies I meant to see during their short runs in Cincinnati, or have either not opened or never played here.

A critical list of excuses:

Dancer in the Dark - played for two weeks, I think. I meant to see it, I swear. Just because it sounded so divinely strange and I heard that the director hired Björk after seeing the video for "It's Oh So Quiet." Waiting for rental.

Almost Famous - I'm just lazy, OK? I kind of figured this one would last longer since Cameron Crowe movies usually fare pretty well. Guess I figured wrong. Damn. I was looking forward to seeing Philip Seymour Hoffman as Lester Bangs. Blockbuster is gonna love me in a few months.

Chicken Run - I believe I suggested seeing this movie the night we saw Bless the Child, and for once JohnnyB vetoed an animated film. I was really excited about this because of the Ab Fab shout-out in the vocal casting, but I procrastinated and now it's on video and my movie-rentin' partner in crime (Roger Mexico) is anti-animation. Guess this will be one of those "Saturday night, all alone" rents.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon - awwwww yeah. Just as soon as the damn thing opens (Friday!) and I've got enough money to go see a movie at the first run theaters. And from what I can gather, practically everyone I know will be in that line with me. (Mental note: remember glasses so I can actually read the subtitles - my Mandarin Chinese is a little rusty.)

Traffic - the jury is still out on this one, since I haven't really liked Michael Douglas in a movie since Romancing the Stone. May go see it because the plot sounds interesting and part of it was filmed in town (hey, I sat through Fresh Horses for the Cincinnati scenes, and that movie was a non-ending crapfest). I also really like Benicio del Toro, but I think that Catherine Zeta-Jones is the latest graduate from the Keanu Reeves School for Thespians. Decisions, decisions. (I'm also amused by the fact that Cincinnati Country Day School is trying to have the references to the private school removed from the film. Because everyone knows that rich people don't do drugs. Certainly not rich kids. Yeah, I'm sure every student at that school is sweet and innocent. Whatever. I won't go for the cheap drug-related crack. Oops. Guess I just did.)

The Filth and the Fury - I know this only played at the Esquire for something like 20 minutes and I've almost rented it several times. But just like Boys Don't Cry, I always decide I'm not in the right mood for that particular film and the tape goes back on the shelf. What mood one has to be in to properly enjoy a documentary on the Sex Pistols is beyond me, but....

You Can Count on Me - it just opened a week or two ago. I'm going. Soon. I promise.

Wonder Boys - see above comments about Michael Douglas in Traffic excuses. And if the studio had to release the movie a second time, that never seems to bode well in my book. Yeah, if they're shamelessly trying to make more money (like the rerelease of Scary Movie), that's pure and simple capitalism, but the message I got from the rerelease of Wonder Boys was Paramount Pictures waving its arms franticly, yelling, "Hey! Over here! Oscar contender! We'll give you another chance to see it, since apparently you were busy the first time around!"

I just pulled up the AFI Best of 2000 list, and I feel a little bit better about myself because they included High Fidelity, which I did see and absolutely love. As my friend Monica put it, it's a movie with John Cusack standing in the rain. What's not to love? (I'll also go ahead and say I loved the book as well. And Jack Black is funny as hell. "Sonic Death Monkey!" Teeheehee.)

I guess I should add some of my own favorite movie moments to this list, just so you all know that I can think independently of critics' lists....

I know everyone on the freakin' planet except a small twisted handful of Bret Easton Ellis worshippers hated American Psycho (the novel), but Christian Bale was amazing in the Mary Harron movie. In my opinion, the film completes the trilogy of "Corporate America Will Steal Your Soul," along with American Beauty and Fight Club. My latest question to ponder over: who's more screwed up and morally devoid, the narrator in Fight Club or Patrick Bateman? (Although, I do feel kind of sorry for Christian Bale. Roger Mexico and I rented Shaft the other night, and I fear he may be suffering from typecasting. Well, except he wasn't running down the halls naked with a bloody chainsaw.)

Best foreign fims of the year had to be Run Lola Run and After Life. Yes, I know neither of these movies actually came out this year, but I just got around to seeing them on video. Don't tell me you don't like subtitled movies. Just go rent them. Now.

Most interesting concept piece - Time Code, from Mike Figgis, the writer/director of Leaving Las Vegas. The film was shot from four points of view, which were shown simultaneously on a split screen. The entire thing was done without edits, and at the end of the movie, I realized that all of the dialogue had been improvised. Not a brilliant film, but intriguing.

Best use of inevitability of evolution to lighten up a boring Disney film - "Get in my gas tank!" (JustJoe to the reptilian stars of Dinosaur.) I think that retort alone was worth the $8.00. Maybe you just have to know JustJoe. Or maybe you just had to be there. Whatever. JohnnyB and I giggled maniacally for about three days.

Best reason to start hounding Roger Mexico about going to the movies in the next week or so - State and Main opens this weekend, and I don't know anyone else who will go see a David Mamet movie with me.

I guess this means the next few weeks of my life will be spent playing as much catch up as I can, or I'm going to be really lost this year trying to decide who to root for at the Academy Awards. As if I'm not still playing catch up from the last few years. I just saw As Good As It Gets on Christmas, I have unopened and unwatched copies of L.A. Confidential and The Insider, and (as I mentioned earlier) I can't bring myself to rent Boys Don't Cry, mainly because I know how it ends and it depresses the hell out of me.

Of course, I'd get around to seeing these movies if I didn't feel the need to watch South Park: Bigger, Longer, and Uncut at least once a week...sometimes I'm a cultural snob, sometimes not so much.