By Alan Scherstuhl
By Amy Nicholson
By Charles Taylor
By Stephanie Zacharek
By Brian Feinzimer
By CAROLINA DEL BUSTO
By AMY NICHOLSON
By Amy Nicholson
As seen through the glass darkly of the present moment, I’d say the past 12 months were notable for directorial comebacks: Veteran filmmakers Olivier Assayas, Roman Polanski, Claire Denis and even the late Henri-Georges Clouzot provided first-rate returns to form.
And now, back to the future . . .
1. The Strange Case of Angelica
Director Olivier Assayas puts it all together: historical reconstruction and globalizing enterprise, terror and terroir, plus sex, death, and rock & roll. Carlos is a total you-are-there immersion in the bizarre career of a ’70s terrorist, and as the equivalent of three feature-length movies, it arguably deserves three slots.
3. The Ghost Writer
The Pianist had its moments, but Roman Polanski hasn’t made a movie so sustained in the decades since The Tenant or even 1966’s Cul de Sac. In a way, this seemingly modest political thriller is almost their sequel. Shot in Germany (standing in for the wintry New England beach), impeccably directed and edited under house arrest—with a beleaguered British prime minister played by ex-James Bond Pierce Brosnan—The Ghost Writer is rich with subtext.
As classic in its way as The Ghost Writer and even more overtly formalist, writer/director Samuel Maoz’s first feature is at once existential combat movie and political allegory. (It’s about this tank . . .) The personal investment is evident. Lebanon, which could just as easily be called Israel, is based on Maoz’s experience of the 1982 war, as replayed in his head for nearly 30 years.
5. White Material
As a child of Africa, Claire Denis brings it back home with this convulsive, beautiful, terrifying work—Heart of Darkness by way of Apocalypse Now. The filmmaking is terrific, impressionist yet tactile, with the girlish figure of Isabelle Huppert caught up in the maelstrom of a post-colonial civil war, fiercely clinging to the remnants of her past.
6. Henri-Georges Clouzot’s Inferno
Clouzot’s Inferno is another sort of wreck—that of a movie or perhaps a psyche. The title has a double meaning: The celebrated, wildly obsessive Clouzot attempted to make the ultimate ’60s flick, Inferno, and came unhinged in the process. It’s hard to imagine that Clouzot’s finished film would be more evocative than this explication of its shards—or that Romy Schneider could ever give a more seductive performance than in these screen tests and out-takes. Directed by Serge Bromberg and Ruxandra Medrea.
7. The Autobiography of Nicolae Ceausescu
Here is megalomania made material. Romanian film artist Andrei Ujica’s archival assemblage is a three-hour immersion in a totalitarian leader’s official reality. It’s a modern-day Ubu Roi, with dictator Nicolae Ceausescu’s public image as fabricated by (and for) the tyrant himself.
8. The Juche Idea
American film artist Jim Finn’s deadpan faux documentary account of image-making in North Korea complements The Autobiography of Nicolae Ceausescu’s show-stopping Pyongyang sequence—a stadium filled with thousands of precision-drilled North Korean dancers creating an elaborate Romanian folk pageant for an audience of two (and the camera). Something other than ironic, the year’s prize whatzit is steeped in the pathos of political kitsch as well as the “Juche”—North Korea’s ideology of self-reliance—that DIY independent filmmaking requires.
9. Guy and Madeline On a Park Bench
Another example of Juche cinema, this mumblecore musical mashes up Shadows with A Woman Is a Woman (and a bit of Pickup On South Street) to create a no-budget, neo new-wave musical love story, shot off the cuff on the streets of Boston. At once clumsy and deft, annoying and ecstatic, Damien Chazelle’s debut feature is amateurish in the word’s original sense, suffused with the love of movies.
10. The last 40 minutes of Inception
Pure cinema is where you find it: I caught this much-maligned behemoth as a civilian, about a month into its run. The first 90-something minutes of Christopher Nolan’s film were so nonsensical as to be unbearable, but then something kicked in—the special effect called “editing”! Since 70 minutes has always seemed the ideal length for a B movie, take in Inception’s finale with one or two of the equally sensational 3D action sequences from Tron: Legacy.
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