2016 was a
year that frayed and frazzled our collective nerves in many ways,
leading some of us to seek out films that restored a sense of
goodness, balance and belief. One such was Jarmusch’s
lovely latest, a movie that makes an unremarkable week in the life of
a bus driver/poet (Adam Driver) absorbing and transcendent.
Structured through patterns of repetition and variation, as
unassuming yet as indelible as its protagonist, Paterson
is a wry, observant ode to the poetry of everyday experience, that
ranks as one of the director’s
best, and certainly warmest and most loving, works. John Bleasdale’s
great review of the film, at CineVue, is one of my favourite pieces
of film writing this year. Read it here.
The Last
Family (Ostatnia
Rodzina) (dir.
Jan P. Matuszyński)
Jan P.
Matuszyński made
his drama about the Beksińskis - an artistic Polish clan
beset by a number of tragedies - into a funny, intimate and finally
devastating family portrait.
In its mordant humour and its beautiful attention to the texture of
the quotidian, the haunting The Last Family
recalls the very best of Mike Leigh’s
work, while feeling totally fresh and distinctive in its own right.
The movie announces Matuszyński as a major talent to watch. Full review here.
Things to Come (dir. Mia Hansen-Love)
Hansen-Love followed up the draggy, slightly irritating Eden
with a finely honed, surprisingly funny drama about a philosophy
teacher (Isabelle Huppert) undergoing a series of personal and
professional shake-ups. Warm, wry, wise, and boasting one of
Huppert’s
most spontaneous, likeable performances, Things to Come is a
strangely soothing experience. Full review here.
Lemonade
(dir. Beyoncé and others)
So…
you pretty much give up on the American mainstream and then
this happens. Made by one the biggest stars in the
world it might have been, but the thing about Lemonade
is that it doesn’t
feel mainstream. On the contrary, its
powerful, haunting images - encompassing urban car park and rural
idyll, grainy documentary and luscious stylisation - are as
enigmatic as they are iconic, a perfect complement to the dynamic
stylistic diversity of a song sequence that boasted Beyoncé's best singing and song-writing to date. Some critics got hung up on
the tabloidy Bey and Jay bust-up element of the endeavour, but dig
deeper and something far richer and more subversive is revealed.
With its Katrina and Black Lives Matter references, Lemonade
certainly hit the zeitgeist yet its nods to the history of Black
expression created something both cutting-edge yet timeless in
feeling. With Beyoncé using her talents and persona to channel vulnerability,
rage, resistance and transcendence, Lemonade added
up to a genuinely empowering and totally engrossing experience,
accomplishing more in under an hour than several slack, shapeless features managed in nearly three. (Lookin’
at you, American Honey and Toni Erdmann.)
Theo and Hugo (dir.
Olivier Ducastel and Jacques Martineau)
Summertime
(dir.
Catherine Corsini)
These beautiful films are very different: the former a taut yet dreamy
night-in-the-city involving two guys whose sex-club hook-up takes a
dramatic turn, the latter a years-spanning love story between two
women of different backgrounds and temperaments, presented in the
context of second-wave feminism. Yet I persist in thinking of the
films as companion pieces, not least because they prove, once again,
that when it comes to crafting intense, serious-minded movies that
really do justice to the soul-shaking experience of falling in love,
no one does it like filmmakers working in France do it, these days. Summertime review here.
Hissein
Habre: A Chadian Tragedy (dir.
Mahamet-Saleh Haroun)
Haroun made
his first foray into documentary with this quietly searing work, in
which interviews with victims of the Habre regime and those who fought
a long struggle to bring the dictator to justice, are the focus. Few
shots in 2016 cinema were more potent than the closing images here,
which show the dictator, struggling and unrepentant, being dragged
from the courtroom. Full review here.
Aquarius
(dir.
Kleber Mendonça Filho)
Like
Things To Come, Kleber Mendonça Filho’s
follow-up to the much-admired Neighbouring Sounds
is also about an older female protagonist confronting new challenges.
More openly transgressive than Hansen-Love’s
film, Aquarius sometimes dotes on its heroine a
little bit too much for comfort. Still, the movie remains wonderfully
fresh and subversive, crowned by a great performance from Sonia
Braga as the radical, resistant widow. The moment in which Braga’s
Clara blasts Queen’s
“Fat-Bottomed
Girls”
back at her noisy neighbours might be my favourite scene of the year.
The BFG
(dir.
Steven Spielberg)
A lot of
people seemed decidedly lukewarm about Spielberg’s
latest, but I found The BFG to be everything you’d
hope for: funny, touching, supremely loveable, and, in its exuberant
delight in Gobblefunk, as rich to listen to as it is to look at. Full review here.
Staying
Vertical (dir.
Alain Guiraudie)
Guiraudie
followed up his phenomenally successful art-porn thriller Stranger
By The Lake with an even odder and more transgressive
work: a consistently confounding, somewhat Ozonian meditation on
creativity and parenthood that moved from hilarity to deep unease in
the blink of an eye. Very weird and totally unforgettable. Note: the Cannes audience squirmed more at one
(already notorious) sequence than the Wroclaw audience did. Full review here.
Extras:
Honourable Mentions: The Happiest Day in the Life of Olli Maki, Loving, The Handmaiden, The Hard Stop, 10 Cloverfield Lane, Eye in the Sky, Ederly, Neruda, Office for Monument Construction
Honourable Mentions: The Happiest Day in the Life of Olli Maki, Loving, The Handmaiden, The Hard Stop, 10 Cloverfield Lane, Eye in the Sky, Ederly, Neruda, Office for Monument Construction
Disappointed:
American Honey, Julieta, United States of Love
Detested:
Captain Fantastic
Biggest
‘WTF
did so many people see in that…?’: Toni Erdmann
DVD
Releases of the Year: Dissent and Disruption: Alan Clarke at the BBC; Napoleon.
Book: Political Animals: The New Feminist Cinema by Sophie Mayer
Still Unseen: Moonlight, Manchester By The Sea
Still Unseen: Moonlight, Manchester By The Sea
You’ve sold me on Things to Come and the new Jarmusch!
ReplyDeleteLemonade is an inspired choice. I was impressed too, although the cd as stand-alone wasn’t as captivating. The music needed the visuals to work its wonders on me.
Toni Erdmann was a bit predictable, and you could sum up the story in a few words, but I enjoyed the performances and being in the company of the likeable main characters, so the film was a winner for me.
Look forward to hearing your thoughts on those two, Chris. Yes, LEMONADE gains so much from the visuals, though the music works fine for me as stand-alone material (when watching it, I miss the longer versions of "Freedom" and "Love Drought" that are on the CD, for example).
DeleteAs for TONI ERDMANN, I'm quite baffled by all the praise for it, to be honest. I found it interminable, unfunny and without the insights or texture to justify the epic length.