Pssst. We're almost to the top ten list and the beginning of the Film Bitch Awards. Oh, and Happy New Year!
I am a list-nazi. Some time ago I made very adamant proclamations: No top ten list would ever have ties. Ties are for wusses. And lists were reserved for only regular ole theatrically distributed feature films within the calendar year. No shorts, no miniseries, no documentaries. I remain rigid about this. And rigidity takes a toll. The price this year? The following films are not in my top ten list. In one case I love more than most of those that are.
Two of the films cited are very new. The paint is still wet so to speak. I have no distance from them. A year from now I may wish they were higher or feel fine about their placement. But I need films to settle in. In this way I am the polar opposite of other year-end celebrations. My heart grows fonder of films over time. I am always a teensy bit suspicious of the love I hold while walking out of a screening. Is it a fling or a full fledged romance?