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Features > PopMatters Picks: The Best TV, Film, and DVD of 2007 PopMatters Picks: The Best TV, Film, and DVD of 2007A Gallery of Good Works: The Best Films of 2007[11 January 2008] By PopMatters Staff
10 Into the Wild Sean PennThe premise of a spoiled, white college kid abandoning his privilege and setting out on a trek into the Alaskan wilderness might sound a bit, well, trite, at the outset. What director Sean Penn has managed to do with Into the Wild, though, is imbue his film with honesty; finding a common ground of anti-social bliss that everyone can relate to and combining expertly-drawn characterizations with breathtaking Northern imagery. A dynamic lead performance by Emile Hirsch as the student who thinks there must be a more to life than his parents’ bourgeois suburban ideals buoys the near three-hour proceedings and kills any sappiness. As the viewer watches him succeed and flourish (at first) on his own in the elements, the possibility played out in his eyes and the optimism he brings to the lives of the random strangers he meets turns him into an almost mythological character. 9 Eastern Promises David CronenbergWith A History of Violence, Toronto’s David Cronenburg took a departure from the usual colorfully oozing goop and body fluids of much of his earlier sci-fi horror catalogue, and focused instead on gritty realism and a single oozing body fluid: blood, specifically on hands, past and present. But where History‘s characters felt flat and its narrative stiff, Eastern Promises delivered on Cronenburg’s bleak pulp promise with subtly affecting performances from Viggo Mortensen and Naomi Watts in carefully plotted story of the London’s Russian Mafia, which somehow avoided the sensational for the chillingly believable, in both its incidental details and chilling, measuredly unpoetic action sequences. 8 Knocked Up Judd Apatow
Looking back on the films I admired the most this past year, I’m a little struck by how just many of them offer an almost irredeemably grim worldview; from Brian De Palma’s mixed media cherry bomb to Bela Tarr’s characteristic pessimism to the Coen brothers’ uncharactersically sober(ing) post-Western, a bitter aftertaste was the flavor of my year And yet, at heart, I prefer to think I’m an optimist, still looking for that silver lining and making lemonade. Knocked Up (and the also wonderful Superbad), gets by on inexhaustible sweetness, and does so cannily enough that soft-hearted critics and would-be optimists (like yours truly) are sufficiently tempted to overlook the film’s too-neat sexual politics and liberal divergence from contemporary realism. This one hits even closer to home for new and soon-to-be parents like me. 7 There Will Be Blood Paul Thomas Anderson
Forget the cowboys and their Native American enemies. Ignore the gunslingers and the main street High Noon showdowns. This is how the West was won (or better still, overthrown), and it’s more cutthroat and depraved than any exchange of gunfire. In the proto-auteur hands of Paul Thomas Anderson, Daniel Day-Lewis becomes an amazing model of everything that capitalism—and corruption—can offer to those willing to partake of its soiled siren song. Against a bleak yet visually stunning backdrop, and carrying with it the entire history of the wildcatters influence on the nation, this is the very definition of an epic. 6 Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Tim Burton
In a perfect world, this brilliant film would be burning up the box office. It has flawless performances, a masterful score (by one of Broadway’s true geniuses), and a near monochrome vision that’s as melancholy as it is menacing. So why isn’t this adaptation of the Great White Way smash topping the weekend tallies (and don’t pull that “can’t hum the tunes” tripe on us)? The answer may lie in the realm of art. Apparently, all great works of aesthetic excellence need time to age and gain consensus. Don’t worry, a decade or so from now when late comers are ‘singing’ this movie’s many wonders, we’ll be there crooning our “told you so” aria. 5 Zodiac David FincherWhen I first heard about David Fincher tackling the true-life Zodiac murders, I wasn’t particularly enthused. The guy had already made a definitive serial-killer picture with Seven; why go back to the well? It seems, though, that he returned to the sub-genre to redefine it. Zodiac takes film cliches (the crafty, taunting killer; the investigators’ lives consumed with the case) and suffuses them with real-life dread, not to mention meticulous detail. As a police detective (Mark Ruffalo), a reporter (Robert Downey Jr.) and a cartoonist slash amateur sleuth (Jake Gyllenhaal) obsess over the case, Fincher draws the audience into the endless web of information, revelations, and dead ends that refuse to add up. His film is spellbinding and creepy as it unspools, and creepier still as its evocation of the unknowable echoes in your head for days. 4 Grindhouse Quentin Tarantino/ Robert RodriguezPersonally, the reason I go to the movies is to see the medium reinvented through the marriage of artistic partnership coupled with modern technology. What could be better than one director? Yes, two for the price of one! Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino have provided what should become the guidebook for directorial collaborations by divvying up responsibilities tightly and creating a film that can stand as one cohesive artist statement or two fully-functioning genre flicks. It’s rare that the ego-driven auteurs of our time would even think of working together, so their generosity must by commended. Grindhouse is an example of experimental, yet financially viable filmmaking at its most high-octane. Assembling a cast of B-listers who turned out to be one of the acting season’s finest ensembles didn’t hurt, either. 3 Ratatouille Brad BirdIt’s almost possible to pinpoint the exact moment when Ratatouille becomes the third best movie of the year. It’s a simple cutaway—villainous food critic Anton Ego (Peter O’Toole) flashes back to a particularly poignant childhood memory—yet it conveys such a powerful feeling of nostalgia and heartbreak. That one scene is enough to remind you that, for all of their snazzy rat’s-eye-view tracking shots, artistic renderings that make Paris look like the confection it is, and lovable characters with populist-not-preachy messages—none of which is a small feat to pull off—the true magic of Pixar is the ability to instantaneously leave all that behind for one moment so emotionally involving it can stop your heart for a second. 2 The Lives of Others Florian Henckel von DonnersmarckUlrich Mühe’s death of stomach cancer earlier this year should forever immortalize his canonical performance as Hauptmann Wiesler in this examination of police surveillance in the communist East German state. When The Lives of Others began screening at film festivals in 2006, it was discussed not only as one of the best films in recent memory but also as one of the best films ever made. Though it’s notable for its universally fine performances and beautifully dreary and precise cinematography, the film’s greatest accomplishment lies in its deft ability to instill us with a belief in the obstinacy of its characters and then force us to grudgingly relinquish that belief. While perhaps a story such as Wiesler’s never truly existed in the GDR, The Lives of Others forces us into a desperate belief that perhaps it could have. 1 No Country for Old Men Joel and Ethan Coen
At a press conference I attended for No Country For Old Men, the Coen brothers chafed at critics interpreting their movie as a play on genre. And while I agree that genre has nothing to do with the its overlying message, upsetting crime thriller expectations plays a big part in getting there. (And getting the audience—see Anton Chigurh’s (Javier Bardem) cattle gun—into seats.) The underdog doesn’t win. Moral transgressions aren’t punished. Materialism, gross violence, and death are historical constants. The Gnostic wariness of Cormac McCarthy’s novel brings a deeper maturity to the schoolboy sarcasm that has hampered the Coen brothers previous revisionist noirs. As Sheriff Ed Tom Bell McCarthy fan Tommy Lee Jones delivers the grace note, adding a crucial grain of humanity to a narrative that can be coldly rational in its unfolding.
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