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The Best Films of 2009: #10-6

10. The Fantastic Mr. Fox (Wes Anderson)

9. In the Loop (Armando Ianucci)

8. The Hurt Locker (Kathryn Bigelow)

7. The Limits of Control (Jim Jarmusch)

6. Summer Hours (Olivier Assayas)

I didn’t realize I hadn’t finished this list.  Here we have the first film by Wes Anderson that has completely won me over.  I think his baroque affectations are more suited to puppets than humans.  In the Loop and the Hurt Locker take an insightful look at the Iraq War with exquisite focus from two different angles.  The funniest film of the year and the most suspenseful film of the year both reveal unsettling truths about the conflict.  The Limits of Control and Summer Hours could have just as easily been one and two on this list.  I think each could legitimately lay claim to being the best film by their respective directors, which is saying something.  Perhaps some time in the future I will get the chance to write something more in depth on them.  More soon.



2010 Viewing Log #5

I’ve been neglecting these logs, so we’ll play catch up.  I’d like to get a couple pieces up sooner or later and my best of 2009 should be up around the end of the month/early march so hang in there.  The blog isn’t dead, just resting.

Lorna’s Silence This is the first Dardennes’ film that’s really connected with me on an emotional level.  I dug it alot.  The acting is top notch, particularly Jeremie Renier, in the second fantastic supporting role he had last year.  The contrast between his character in this and Summer Hours is quite stark.  But why this really worked for me is that unlike The Son I didn’t find their aesthetic suffocating here.  The story breathed and I went along with it, more on this later.  ***1/2

Treeless Mountain In an A.O. Scott piece earlier this year he lumped this film in a category with the films of Ryan Boden & Anna Fleck, Kelly Reichardt and Ramin Bahrani.  I really don’t think it belongs in that category.  I was quite bored by it and didn’t think it had much interesting to say.  Also, it begs comparison to Koreeda’s Nobody Knows and that only hurts it. **

Pierrot le Fou (rewatch) Sometimes the second time is a charm.  The first time I watched this I enjoyed it but wasn’t blown away (poor choice of words?).  This time I decided to watch it on a whim and was completely engrossed.  It feels really alive, and while I know it’s kind of a transitional film from Godard’s New Wave period to his political period, if I wanted to show someone what the French New Wave was all about, I might show them this film.  ***1/2

Badlands This isn’t a bad film by any means, but it feels a bit derivative, which would be OK if it really added anything to the genre.  It’s as if Malick is still struggling to find his style.  I don’t find Martin Sheen or Sissy Spacek very engrossing.  Nor the film itself really. **1/2

Days of Heaven Ah, here is the Malick I know and love.  What a lovely film, certainly one of the most beautifully photographed I’ve seen.  The story here works and the lead performances are really strong.  It’s a shame Richard Gere doesn’t do work like this anymore, because he is a talent, even if he often chooses to squander it.  Brooke Adams is fantastic as well, and I fell in love with her along with Sam Shepherd.  All the weaknesses Badland possessed aren’t in evidence here, nearly as good as The New World.  ***1/2

The Limits of Control (rewatch) Fantastic film, I’m tempted to call it Jarmusch’s best but it’s been awhile since I’ve seen Dead Man.  I was pleased to see my appreciation of it didn’t dwindle and the minimalism and repetition was just as engrossing as it was the first time through.  There is one scene I could do without, his rendezvous with Youki Kudoh on the train.  I’m not sure if it’s the writing or the stilted acting, but that scene reeks of the Philosophy 101 stench the rest of the film avoids. ***1/2

The Thin Red Line I’m not typically a fan of war films, but as far as they go, this is near the top.  What a cast Malick amassed for this.  Some people stick out, notably Travolta, but for the most part it really works.  Also, the cinematography doesn’t always seem on point, though it could just be that battleships don’t make for the most photogenic sets.  If I have to watch a serious minded WWII film I suppose this is about as good as I could do.  ***

Alphaville Perhaps I’ll come back to this and, like Pierrot le Fou, it will work for me, but as of now I’d say it’s middling Godard.  The mix of sci-fi and noir works but he doesn’t do anything too interesting with it, or at least nothing he hasn’t done better elsewhere.  One thing that really annoyed me was the voice of the central computer.  I can’t recall ever finding a voice in a film as grating as that.  Obnoxious.  **1/2



The Limits of Control (Jarmusch, 2009)
November 16, 2009, 3:31 AM
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limits

Usted no habla espanol, verdad?
Le guitariste lies naked upon my bed
Questioning the Limits of Control
Without art there is no escape

Le guitariste lies naked upon my bed
I refuse to engage her
Without art there is no escape
From boundaries imposed on us by capitalism

I refuse to engage her
The guitar is the key
From boundaries imposed on us by capitalism
It will save me

The guitar is the key
I listen as they sing and dance
It will save me
As I float off into the world

I listen as they sing and dance
Questioning the Limits of Control
As I float off into the world
Usted no habla espanol, verdad?

Inspired by VonSamuel, forgive the pretension.