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JR'S TOP 10 FILMS-2014
2019,
2019-2010,
2019 MID YEAR,
2018,
2018 MID YEAR,
2017,
2016,
2015,
2014,
2013,
2012,
2011,
2010,
2009,
2009-2000,
2006
"Good Old JR" Jim Rutkowski
weighs in with his picks for the TOP 10 films of 2014 |
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THE YEARS BEST...
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Movie Reviews by:
Jim "Good Old JR" Rutkowski
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10. Nightcrawler
9. The Lego Movie
8. Gone Girl
7. Force Majeure
6. Only Lovers Left Alive
5. The Grand Budapest Hotel
4. Whiplash
3. Under The Skin
2. Ida
1. Boyhood |
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What a terrific year at the movies. This was a year
where I had so many contenders for the top ten that I had to amend this list to
within an inch of its life. But that only means that we had an exemplary year.
The film at the top of the list was a lock all the way back when I first saw it
in July. Still, so many had to be left off the list. For instance, the years
best documentary Life Itself. Also, Snowpiercer, Calvary, Love is Strange,
Dawn
of the Planet of the Apes, The Tale of the Princess Kaguya, Locke,
X-men: Days
of Future Past. So many films, so little time. A few things that came to light
while I was compiling the list: Director Richard Linklater tops my list for the
second year in a row. I don't believe that a filmmaker has ever done that. Also
a fair number of the ten are films about some not-so-very-likeable individuals.
Sometimes the best drama comes from the most unsavory places. |
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#10-NIGHTCRAWLER |
Written/Directed: Dan Gilroy
This is a thriller set in the nocturnal underbelly of contemporary Los Angeles.
Jake Gyllenhaal stars as Lou Bloom, a driven young man desperate for work who
discovers the world of L.A. crime journalism. Finding a group of freelance
camera crews who film crashes, fires, murder and other mayhem, Lou muscles into
the cut-throat, dangerous realm of nightcrawling -- where each police siren wail
equals a possible windfall and victims are converted into dollars and cents.
Aided by Rene Russo as Nina, a veteran of the blood-sport that is local TV news,
Lou thrives. In the breakneck, ceaseless search for footage, he becomes the star
of his own story. It manages to be a scathing look at ambition and journalistic
sensationalism while still delivering as a dark thriller. pulp with a purpose. A
smart, engaged film powered by an altogether remarkable performance by Jake
Gyllenhaal, it is melodrama grounded in a disturbing reality, an extreme
scenario that is troubling because it cuts close to the bone. |
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#9-THE LEGO MOVIE |
Written/Directed: Christopher Miller, Phil Lord
The years best comedy. Animated or otherwise. After withstanding some mediocre
animated films in the last couple of years, the kind that mistake loud for
funny, here is one that is indeed funny. A mix of both celebrating and maligning
living in a product placement world. I’m going to level with you: I went in
hoping at best for something intermittently amusing, not too visually and
sonically assaultive, and over soon. But what I got was a clever, vividly
imagined, consistently funny, eye-poppingly pretty and oddly profound movie …
about Legos. As Lord and Miller skillfully balance an impressive array of
narrative and thematic spinning plates—order and chaos, adults and children,
practicality and magic, the real and the imaginary—it becomes clear even if this
anarchic celebration of the creative capacity of play centers around the
struggles of one-and-a-half-inch-tall minifigures, it’s built on a distinctly
human scale. |
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#8-GONE GIRL |
Directed: David Fincher
Written: Gillian Flynn
One of our very best directors continues to deliver compelling work. Working
from first time screen-writer Flynn, here adapting her own novel, Fincher's take
on the book is dark, intelligent, and stylish to a fault. The film plays to the
directors strengths while bringing the best out of stars Ben Affleck and
Rosamund Pike. Superbly cast from the two at the top to the smallest speaking
parts, impeccably directed by Fincher and crafted by his regular team to within
an inch of its life, Gone Girl shows the remarkable things that can happen when
filmmaker and material are this well matched. It’s an excoriating examination of
institutions under stress — marriage, the justice system, the economy, the media
— viewed with a jaded eye and a ruthless mind. As information is parceled out,
chances are you’ll find your assumptions and attitudes shifting, and not just
about the lives on screen. David Fincher’s and Gillian Flynn's Gone Girl takes a
big beach read about a troubled marriage and turns it into a suspenseful screen
indictment of modern times. |
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#7-FORCE MAJEURE |
Written/ Directed: Ruben Östlund
The plot presents a model family - businessman Tomas, his wife Ebba, and their
two children - confronted by an avalanche during a ski trip to the French Alps.
A cowardly decision by Tomas sets up a conflict in his marriage, and he must
struggle to reclaim his role as husband and father. Force Majeure (the title
comes from a legal term for an act of God that frees both parties from a
contract) is intellectually and visually enthralling and often savagely funny,
but it also demands a significant investment of both patience and stamina on the
viewer’s part. There are long stretches of silence broken by scenes of grueling
emotional rawness, played with go-for-broke intensity by the fearless cast. What
makes “Force Majeure” much more than a clinically accurate depiction of a
middle-class marriage in crisis is its keen understanding of how, in modern
civilization, people increasingly imagine that they can control nature. But what
about human nature? Until it smacks them in the face, they ignore their
irrational, atavistic drives. No matter how well we talk the talk of
technological mastery and rationality, there are crazy parts of us that remain
beyond the reach of language to explain or resolve. |
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#6-ONLY LOVERS LEFT ALIVE |
Written/ Directed: Jim Jarmusch
Director Jim Jarmusch has taken many small steps toward the mainstream since
making the beautifully minimalist, heavily influential indie “Stranger Than
Paradise” back in 1984. But even when he flirts with conventional themes
(“Coffee and Cigarettes”) or bold-faced names (Johnny Depp in “Dead Man,” Bill
Murray in “Broken Flowers”), Jarmusch keeps his own, slyly deadpan voice intact.
So it’s only natural that the ageless cool of his new vampire romance, “Only
Lovers Left Alive,” leaves “Twilight”-style swoons in the dust. Tilda Swinton
and Tom Hiddleston, both impossibly magnetic, are Eve and Adam. They’re
sophisticated bloodsuckers feeling worn down by the unceasing grind of eternal
existence. Although married, they live separately. But they’re as mad for each
other as the day they met, centuries ago. This is a movie about the transcendent
bond between partners who can communicate without speaking a word. Swinton and
Hiddleston complement each other so elegantly that languor gives way to a
genuinely affecting—and erotic—love story. These two exiles from humanity truly
are inseparable, wherever fate and the blood supply may take them, and we're
entangled too. |
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#5-THE GRAND BUDAPEST HOTEL |
Written/ Directed: Wes Anderson
Another top-notch work from Anderson. The plot recounts the adventures of
Gustave H, a legendary concierge at a famous European hotel between the wars,
and Zero Moustafa, the lobby boy who becomes his most trusted friend. The story
involves the theft and recovery of a priceless Renaissance painting and the
battle for an enormous family fortune -- all against the back-drop of a suddenly
and dramatically changing continent. Exotic pastries play an absurdly
significant role here, but it all makes perfect sense. The entire movie is like
a giant, elaborately decorated cake, created by this most exacting of film
craftsmen. And how tasty it is! All of the usual stalwarts of the Anderson
company are here: Bill Murray, Owen Wilson, Tilda Swinton, Jason Schwartzman and
Bob Balaban, But the most engaging and amusing of them is new to Anderson’s
antics: Ralph Fiennes. There’s a lot going on, but everything comes marvelously
to fruition with The Grand Budapest Hotel, the grandest of treats from Wes
Anderson. Where’s my fork? |
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#4-WHIPLASH |
Written/ Directed: Damien Chazelle
Andrew Neyman ( Miles Teller) is an ambitious young jazz drummer, single-minded
in his pursuit to rise to the top of his elite east coast music conservatory.
Plagued by the failed writing career of his father, Andrew hungers day and night
to become one of the greats. Terence Fletcher ( J.K. Simmons in a sure Oscar
nominated turn), an instructor equally known for his teaching talents as for his
terrifying methods, leads the top jazz ensemble in the school. Fletcher
discovers Andrew and transfers the aspiring drummer into his band, forever
changing the young man's life. Andrew's passion to achieve perfection quickly
spirals into obsession, as his ruthless teacher continues to push him to the
brink of both his ability-and his sanity. Whiplash is mostly a consideration of
the potential, value and cost of perfection. Is such a thing possible? And if
so, is it worth pursuing? The movie spends much of the time measuring the cost
of this pursuit – not only in terms of the emotional abuse from Fletcher, but
also the sacrificing of things like family and friends, as well as the sheer
physical demands. This is a great film that knows a thing or two about what
greatness means. |
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#3-UNDER THE SKIN |
Written: Walter Campbell, Jonathan Glazer
Directed: Jonathan Glazer
The years most polarizing film. Of the plot, I will only describe it this way:
an alien in human form ( Scarlett Johanssen ) is on a journey through Scotland.
To say more would be a disservice to the film and the viewer. This is a movie
that demands that you keep up with it on a purely visual level. The first twenty
minutes or so of Under the Skin had me convinced that I was watching one of the
best movies made in the last two or three years, at least: a cryptic sequence of
sounds and images, yoked by visual motifs, that slowly and only implicitly
coalesces into any kind of representation of actual things, suggesting that both
horror and science fiction are burbling along in the background. It's easy to
see why people have been insistently calling director Jonathan Glazer, making
his third feature a new Kubrick. The manner in which the film was shot is
nothing but astounding: from a technical standpoint, what Glazer and
cinematographer Daniel Landin were up to here makes Under the Skin one of the
most amazing success stories of the year in movies. Cameras hidden in tiny
little impossible crevasses around the van as Johansson drove around without a
plan and talked to passers-by, in character, gives the whole film a disarmingly
realist, without-a-net feeling, one that emphasises the gulf between Johansson's
artificial nature - a black wig and plugged-up British accent only add to the
feeling of wrongness - and the utter normality of her surroundings. The result
is, basically, an atmosphere piece about alienation and being alone: the woman
is alone, the people she targets are all alone, and the attempt to cease being
alone that makes up the final act goes terribly wrong. It is not a pleasant
film, certainly. But it goes about crafting its sensations and arguments so
intuitively and entirely through formal means that I love it anyway, with a
fierce desperate love. This is the most confident and bold kind of filmmaking,
Glazer's most ambitious film yet and essential viewing for any cinephile. |
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#2-IDA |
Written: Rebecca Lenkiewicz, Paweł Pawlikowski
Directed: Paweł Pawlikowski
In 1960s Poland, Anna, a young novice nun, is told by her prioress that before
her vows can be taken, she must visit her family. Anna travels to visit her aunt
Wanda, a heavy-drinking judge and former prosecutor associated with the
Stalinist regime responsible for oppressing Polish anti-communist resistance
soldiers. The aunt dispassionately reveals that Anna's actual name is Ida
Lebenstein, and that her parents were Jewish and were murdered during World War
II. Ida decides she wants to find their resting place. She and Wanda embark on a
journey that both sheds light on their past and decides their futures. In many
ways, Ida feels like a film that might have been made anytime in the past 50
years. It’s set in the early 1960s, and its stylistic austerity and interest in
theological questions are formidable. But there’s an urgency to Ida’s simple,
elemental story that makes it seem timely, or maybe just timeless. What follows
is an admirably compact and elegant (if ultimately gut-wrenching) road movie
that traces the developing relationship between the naïve, pious Anna and the
disillusioned Wanda. There isn’t a frame that isn’t composed with superb
artistry and attention to detail. Pawlikowski, a U.K.-based director working for
the first time in his native Poland, likes to use natural light coming in
through a window, and many of his images, especially in the early scenes at the
monastery, are as crisp and luminous as Vermeer paintings drained of color. He
often places characters low in the frame, as if to emphasize their humility or
insignificance in the grander scheme of history—his sense of composition is
almost Japanese at times. The soundtrack contains no extradiegetic music—that
is, music the characters aren’t listening to themselves—but all the music that’s
there is significant and carefully chosen, from Wanda’s treasured collection of
classical LPs to the tinny Polish pop that plays on the car radio as the women
drive toward their grim destination. The truths this young nun and her aunt
discover in the Polish countryside are terrible, but the journey they undertake
together to unearth those secrets is hauntingly beautiful. Take it with them.
In theaters now. |
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#1-BOYHOOD |
Written/ Directed: Richard Linklater
In his song “Beautiful Boy,” John Lennon said “Life is what happens to you while
you’re busy making other plans.” For a boy named Ellar Coltrane, life is what
happened while he was making a movie. Starting when he was 7, every summer for a
dozen years, Coltrane spent weekends on a unique production with director
Richard Linklater. At the end of 12 years, the secret project bloomed into
“Boyhood,” the closest thing to a lived life that fictional cinema has yet
produced. This is a groundbreaking story of growing up as seen through the eyes
of a child named Mason ( Ellar Coltrane), who literally grows up on screen
before our eyes. Starring Ethan Hawke and Patricia Arquette as Mason's parents
and newcomer Lorelei Linklater as his sister Samantha, the film charts the rocky
terrain of childhood like no other film has before. Snapshots of adolescence
from road trips and family dinners to birthdays and graduations and all the
moments in between become transcendent, set to a soundtrack spanning the years
from Coldplay's Yellow to Arcade Fire's Deep Blue. Boyhood is both a nostalgic
time capsule of the recent past and an ode to growing up and parenting. It's
impossible to watch Mason and his family without thinking about our own journey.
Though Mason’s parents’ struggles and loves provide a scaffolding to hang the
story on, the real stuff of Boyhood consists in the consecutive isolated moments
of childhood we experience through Mason’s eyes—listening to his parents fight
downstairs, getting a note from a crushed-out classmate for the first time,
being dragged to get a crewcut against his will by his strict new stepfather,
shouting at his annoying sister to stop singing Britney Spears. Without
flashbacks, flashforwards, explicit time markers (“two years later,” etc.), or
other explanatory devices, Linklater trusts his audience to hang on for the ride
as Mason grows—at first imperceptibly, then suddenly with shocking speed—from a
round-cheeked imp on a bike into a lanky, thoughtful teenager with piercings,
acne, and a fast-food summer job. Compressed into the space of under three
hours, growing up seems as inexplicable a feat as a magic trick. “It’s always
now,” the college-aged Mason marvels near the end of the film, tripping on
mushrooms with some friends in West Texas’ Big Bend National Park. Mason’s
epiphany about the ever-renewed “nowness” of the present moment may be
hallucinogen-induced, but the audience’s own epiphany has been brought on by
something else: the profound, funny, beautiful film we’ve just, to our surprise,
spent nearly three hours (or was it 12 years?) inside of. The time just flew by.
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