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Academy Awards Spread The Love

The results of last night’s Academy Awards ceremony defy an easily articulated narrative, except to emphasize that 2014 was actually a great year for films. The acting categories went pretty much as expected, with J.K. Simmons and Patricia Arquette winning handily in the supporting roles, and Julianne Moore and Eddie Redmayne both landing lead role statues for portraying people with progressive, debilitating diseases. (For the record, Moore was brilliant in Still Alice, but Reese Witherspoon’s Wild was a better film in every way.) 

Best Picture winner Birdman.

Among the Best Picture nominees, no one film ran away with the evening. Selma won only Best Original Song for “Glory”, allowing Common and John Legend to give one of the best speeches of the night. SImilarly, American Sniper won only for Sound Editing. There seemed to be a Grand Budapest Hotel wave forming early, as the Wes Anderson film cleaned up in the design and costuming categories, but the tide turned when Birdman beat GBH for Best Original Screenplay. I had expected a Best Director/Best Picture split, with Richard Linklater taking director honors for his masterpiece Boyhood and Alejandro González Iñárritu’s Birdman winning the big prize, but Birdman pitched a shutout in the top line categories. Truthfully, all of the Best Picture nominees were worthy, so the indie hero Linklater and Selma‘s director Ava DuVernay had the misfortune to drop great movies into a very tough field. At least Citizenfour was vindicated with a Best Documentary win, even if it did come at the cost of Finding Vivian Maier

To me, it’s another, less closely watched category that shows the strength of filmmaking in 2014. After The Lego Movie‘s inexplicable non-nomination, Disney won both the Best Animated Feature with Big Hero Six and the Best Animated Short with “Feast”, the adorable dog movie to end all adorable dog movies. 

Academy Awards Spread The Love

But when the Oscar Shorts categories was screened by On Location Film Festival earlier this year, there was a clear winner in the animated category, and that was the brilliantly inventive and surprisingly deep “A Single Life”. 

A SINGLE LIFE – TRAILER from Job, Joris & Marieke on Vimeo.

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I guess if you’ve got to lose, you might as well lose to a cute dog. 

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In Re: 2014 In Film

[Flyer Film Editor Chris McCoy and frequent Flyer film contributor Addison Engleking had the following email exchange to discuss the 2014 Year In FIlm article in this week’s paper.]

Chris,
First, congratulations on the new gig. Second, how’s the new job going? Are there any unexpected perks or problems with your new writing/editing workload? More specifically, how does your own experience as a real, honest-to-God filmmaker influence what you see and what you’re looking for in movies now that you have to write about them every single week? Third, we’ve never spoken: what do you think my voice sounds like?
-Addison
 

In Re: 2014 In Film

Addison,
I imagine your voice to be like God from The Ten Commandments.

So far, so good on being the Flyer’s Film/TV Editor. I think I am most surprised by how difficult it’s been to get reviews in the paper in a timely manner. Studios have decided they don’t have anything to gain by previewing big budget movies to critics like us, so I’ve had to pay to see them on opening weekend and then run the reviews the next week. It’s also pretty time consuming: There were more than 600 movies in wide release this year, which would be almost two a day all year long. So it’s very difficult to see everything. like Pauline Kael or Roger Ebert did back in the day.

As you said, I am a filmmaker with three features under my belt over the course of ten years. I have also done a lot of screenwriting and consulting over the last few years, and I’m shopping a screenplay in Hollywood right now. So I’ve got skin in the game, as they say. I think it gives me an appreciation for the complexities of filmmaking. If you can get the fundamentals right—good acting, good pacing, looks good, reasonably coherent script—you’re going to get a good review from me.

I see my job as being a consumer advocate. The first and foremost question everyone is asking when they read a review is, “Should I go see this movie?” So somewhere in all of the pontificating about theory and stuff, I have to answer that question. And that’s regardless of genre. I’m not a big fan of Westerns, but if I review a Western, I have to let fans of the genre know if it’s a good Western or not. Likewise, if I’m going to be reviewing a science fiction movie, I can’t let my geekdom get in the way of telling a general audience if they’re going to like it.

My two questions for you are, 1) do you have any advice for me as to how to be a better critic, and 2) Was 2014 a good year for movies? 
-Chris

Alia Shawcat and Sophia Takal in Wild Canaries

Chris,
First, as a sci-fi geek you need to mainline all of Black Mirror ASAP. Second, if you can imagine God sounding like Bob Oedenkirk, then you’ve pretty much nailed the sound of my voice.

Anyway, I’m not surprised that studios aren’t pre-screening films for critics as often as they used to. But in a way I’m glad it’s happening, because it means I’m still useful to The Flyer: I can see a movie when it premieres in my hometown of Minneapolis and then send you a review that remains timely and relevant whenever that movie resurfaces in Memphis.

On the other hand, the notion of “timeliness” w/r/t film reviewing is surprisingly tricky. Take your job description: as much as I respect and appreciate the consumer advocacy element of most film criticism, I’m always struggling against it. For example, you know what I dislike most about my reviews? The second paragraph. That’s where I feel obligated to throw in a couple of vague, coy sentences about the story and/or the actors and/or the cinematic antecedents to whatever I’m writing about. It feels like necessary consumer information, but I always wonder how I could have used those 100 words differently. Let other people sum things up; I want to do something else—expand on the de facto auteurism that you’re rightly suspicious of, maybe, or call attention to those overlooked textures, gestures, lines, images, or moments that are shorthand for the movies at their best. Basically, I want to celebrate what Andrei Tarkovsky called “Time, captured in its factual forms and manifestations.”

You asked me how to become a better film critic. (How sweet of you to think I might know!) Well, it’s imperative to care about every word you write. Persist in the fantasy that you’re being read for posterity. Respect good product by trying to see it as clearly as you can; respect inferior product by being honest and original about its failings. Watch more movies, but read lots of writing that isn’t only about film, too. Keep ideas in your head about other things while dealing with the specifics of the medium. Athough I’m not a huge fan of pop-sociology, “The Hunger Games is a metaphor for class division” criticism because the politics of Hollywood movies are deliberately squishy and stupid, other ideas from other places definitely belong in our work. I didn’t get that Tarkovsky quotation from Rotten Tomatoes; I got it from Lapham’s Quarterly.

The second question you asked is connected to the first one. Timeliness in movie reviewing is also getting more complicated as streaming services and alternate viewing options proliferate. Who has the time? So the question of whether 2014 was a good year starts to get more and more difficult to answer; within that arbitrary 12-month period, are we counting only movies released in Memphis (which includes several high-profile releases from late 2013) or are we counting on everything, from independent stuff like Blue Ruin (which played there briefly) to wacko imported fare like Why Don’t You Play in Hell? (which might not have played there at all)? What does it mean to watch a movie these days anyway?

Thanks to those options, though, the year at the movies I managed to put together was pretty good, maybe even better than last year. But before I share some of my favorites, what were some of yours?
-Addison

Chris Evans and Samuel L. Jackson in Captain America: Winter Soldier

Addison,
I’ll save my list of favorites for the paper, but I think you’ve got a point about the huge amount of movies being made means its easier to piece together a good moviegoing year. I saw a lot more great movies in 2014 than I did in 2013. I think the average quality went up across the board, from big budget Hollywood movies to the microbudget movies we saw at Indie Memphis. The two big Marvel tentpole comic book movies were both good in different ways. Guardians Of The Galaxy was both great space opera and a lot of fun, but in retrospect I preferred Captain America: Winter Soldier for the tighter plotting and some good performances by Chris Evans, Samuel L. Jackson, and Scarlett Johansen. Even stuff like The Lego Movie and Big Hero 6 were better than they had any business being. In doing my year end roundup, I caught up with Edge Of Tomorrow, which was a big budget, high concept Tom Cruise movie that I thought was very well written and executed. That one will be written about for a while because of the horrible way Sony botched the marketing, both at the theatrical and home video level. (Live, Die, Repeat is not a better title than Edge Of Tomorrow).

At indie Memphis, we had much more variety. I think the mumblecore wave has finally broken, or at least people are paying more attention to the script in the indie world. I loved Lawrence Lavine’s Wild Canaries, which was a Brooklynite Rear Window from the guy who did the shapeless but compelling Gaby On The Roof In July a few years ago. Darius Monroe’s autobiographical documentary Evolution Of A Criminal has really stuck with me, too. I think those of us working on the indie level we should take more advantage of the creative freedom we have instead of making movies that look like job applications for Hollywood, and I think I saw more of that this year.

What were some of the movies that didn’t quite make the cut of your year end list?
-Chris

Shawn Ashmore, James McAvoy, and Hugh Jackman in X-Men: Days Of Future Past

Chris,
As far as Hollywood fare goes, a lot of the stuff you mentioned missed the cut for me, with Edge Of Tomorrow and Godzilla being the most agonizing omissions. The latest X-Men movie was probably my favorite installment of that venerable franchise, and though most of the superhero movies fall into a very clear and deeply repetitive story pattern, things like Guardians Of The Galaxy are starting to get weird like the later film noirs of the 1950s or the zombie films of today. So that’s encouraging. Plenty of movies were very good and very enjoyable but just short of great, like Lars Von Trier’s Nymphomaniac Vol. I, which was better than Vol. II. A lot of smaller stuff, like John Turturro’s Fading Gigalo and Mathieu Almaric’s The Blue Room, were compact and skillful, too. Again, it was a good year to spend a lot of time at the theaters.

As always, there were at least a couple of instances where I either bought or resisted the hype. Initially I enjoyed Damien Chazelle’s Whiplash, but after thinking and reading about it more, I’m not so sure what it was or is supposed to do. And although I like Richard Linklater’s work enormously and was lucky enough to write about Boyhood, I wash’t as enamored of it as everyone else. For one thing, I think they picked the wrong kid to focus on; they should have built the movie around Linklater’s daughter.

Whenever you talk about the good stuff from Indie Memphis, I feel a pang for what I missed out on; I only saw a sliver of the smaller film-festival stuff. As it stands, though, I liked Happy Valley and American Cheerleader. But Citizenfour and HBO Films’ Regarding Susan Sontag are probably my two favorite documentaries.

I’d love to hear what you think about Sony’s current PR/marketing/hacking predicament in re: The Interview, which I picked as my “Movie of the Year” for obvious reasons. But that’s a different conversation for a different time. So let’s wrap things up by looking ahead. On Christmas Day I’m going to the local premiere of Mike Leigh’s Mr. Turner, and for much of the next couple of weeks I’ll be playing catch-up on things I missed, like Gone Girl (don’t worry, I read the book) and Enemy and The Double and whatever else sneaks into theaters.
-Addison

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Citizenfour

I truly believe that meaningful personal liberty is impossible without guaranteed personal privacy. Which is why Citizenfour — Laura Poitras’ new documentary about Edward Snowden’s decision to expose the United States government’s massive, secret, and mostly illegal foreign and domestic surveillance programs — is the most frightening movie I’ve seen in years. Watching Citizenfour is like slowly ingesting a long draught of liquid hopelessness; the enormity of the dull, aching fear it produces is akin to being reminded repeatedly about both your political impotence and your cosmic insignificance.

Interestingly, Snowden — whose long interview in a Hong Kong hotel room with Poitras and journalists Glenn Greenwald and Ewen MacAskill makes up nearly half the film — reached out to the filmmaker via email while she was living in Berlin and working on a documentary about the contemporary surveillance state. Snowden’s earliest correspondence appears onscreen as a nonsensical jumble of letters and numbers that suggest the Zodiac killer’s initial letters to the Bay Area press. But we quickly realize that these are copies of the heavily encrypted messages Snowden originally sent.

Poitras reads excerpts from these emails throughout the film, and at first they sound like dispatches from the outer provinces of a conspiracy-mad no-man’s-land. For example, when it comes to password protection, Poitras is told to “assume your adversary is capable of 1 trillion guesses per second.” As the film goes on, and as the government’s capacity and willingness to spy on its own citizens grows clearer, they start to sound like the grim facts of online life.

Edward Snowden

Poitras and her collaborators make the mountains of information Snowden presents to them fairly easy to see and understand. She doesn’t deal explicitly with many of the documents Snowden leaked, but over time the sinister implications of buzzwords like “meta-data” and “linkability” become apparent. It is sobering to know that, if you have a debit card and a phone, the government can essentially track your whereabouts at all times. (It’s also sobering to know that someone somewhere has recorded every instance where I searched for more information about “GCHQ” or “Wikileaks” or “Jacob Appelbaum” while writing this review.)

Snowden himself is capable of a grim sense of humor about his endeavors, but mostly he exudes the divine gravity of a tech-savvy monk who’s doused himself in gasoline and is about to light a match. He keeps his identity secret for as long as he can, but when he speaks, his words feel aimed at future generations. He’s onscreen a lot in this movie, and one of the film’s biggest shocks is that this harmless-looking dweeb, with his patchy facial hair and strong prescription lenses is the one who spoke out.

The end of the film, which features Snowden and Greenwald in matching blue shirts exchanging slips of paper and knowing glances like a pair of overgrown private-school kids, is silent about next steps. But what is to be done? And if not now, when?