IL’s Films Of The Year 2015
Overall, I
thought it was a pretty good year, but probably only thanks to my membership of
the wonderful Whirled Cinema Club near my flat. I hardly ventured to the
multiplexes, partly due to laziness, but mostly due to a complete lack of
interest in the usual blockbusters of the like of the interminable Star Wars marketing exercise (apparently
there was a film too?), reboots of Mad
Max and Terminator, or any of the
superhero Ant/Bat/Spider/Iron/Whatever-Man
franchises. So here they are, no apologies; these are genuinely my favourite
films of the 35 I saw last year. But first…
Worst Film: As an unreconstructed grump, I’m
going to have to disappoint some people by revealing that I don’t think I saw
anything which I really hated last year. Certainly not anything which made by
hackles rise like the ridiculous Gravity
did in 2013. I guess I found Whiplash
the most over-praised movie of the year, and actually rather dull, while a
mention must go to the otherwise perfectly-fine remake of Far From The Madding Crowd for being a) utterly pointless; and b)
fatally miscast in both Tom Sturridge as Troy (far too fey and completely lacking
Terrence Stamp’s dangerous sexuality from the original) and Matthias
Schoenaerts as Oak (way too brooding and hunky for the part of the boring but
dependable stoic).
Honourable Mentions: I’m going with London Road for just being like nothing else. And Kingsman: The Secret Service was a lot
of fun but flagged once (spoiler alert) Colin Firth was dispatched.
Top 10: Here we go…
10) Trainwreck
This was billed as an ‘anti-rom com’; of course it was
nothing of the sort, having all of the genre’s traditional structure, but
differing to almost all rom coms from the past 30 years in managing to be
actually really funny. This is almost entirely due to the presence and perfect
timing of the wonderful Amy Schumer. It almost single-handedly rescues the form
from years under the shadow of those dread words “starring Jennifer Aniston”.
While we’re here, a mention too for both of Noah Baumbach’s couplet of comedies
about people falling disastrously under the spell of people in different age
brackets to themselves, While We’re Young
and Mistress America, which were
both good. Smile now, as from now on, it’s going to get grim.
9) The Goob
Always knew there was something not right about Norfolk.
This slice of British social realist drama derives a potent atmosphere from its
flat unrelenting landscape and grinding rural poverty, and contains another
terrifying performance from professional psycho Sean Harris. And could young Liam
Walpole be the next Jack O’Connell?
8) Amy
The mark of a truly great documentary is one that
enlightens you on a subject in which you not only previously had very little
interest, but also one where you know how it’s going to end. Director Asif
Kapadia pulls off the same trick here which he did with Senna, presenting a moving, tragic, and engrossing look at Amy
Winehouse’s rise and decline as her success took her somewhere she never wanted
to go. It has a great piece of opening film of the young Amy’s talent revealing
itself precociously at a birthday party, and just by the trick of reproducing
her lyrics across the screen to accompany her music, made me realise finally
what a great talent she was.
7) The Falling
Making brilliant use of Maisie Williams’ otherworldly
features, this defiantly odd and sexy film about fainting, incest and agoraphobia
in a girls’ school in the late sixties almost seems to have come from another
age. It’s distinctive, perhaps a little exasperating, but unpredictable and
mesmeric.
6) Ex Machina
Along with Channel 4’s excellent Humans, novelist Alex Garland’s directorial debut taps into the
growing fear in 2015 that the robots might be about to take over. All three
leads give impressive performances in a cat and mouse game that played out like
a hi-tech version of Sleuth, while
delivering some intellectual chills wrapped in properly sciencey science
fiction.
5) Carol
Beautiful, touching, absorbing and lacking some of kitsch
archness of Todd Haynes’ earlier homages to fifties ‘female’ films, this kicks
off the Top 5 largely due to a stunning career-best performance from Cate
Blanchett. Meanwhile, Rooney Mara effortlessly channels the ghost of Audrey
Hepburn. It all looks ravishing and sexy in a smouldering understated way, as
subtlety wins the day over melodrama.
4) 45 Years
One of two 2015 films where, bizarrely, families are rent
asunder by alpine accidents (see also Force
Majeure), this also shares something in common with Carol: an outstanding female performance culminating in a long,
lingering shot of a face which speaks a thousand words. Charlotte Rampling
makes you feel the pain of everything crumbling around you as you realise you
can never really know someone, even after a life together. Desperately sad and
a huge improvement from Andrew Haigh on his earlier film, Weekend.
3) Blind
Completing a trio of portraits of damaged women, this
Norwegian drama stars the glacial Ellen Dorrit Petersen as Ingrid, a
newly-blind woman, stuck in her Oslo apartment with too much time on her hands.
Her marriage appears to heading into troubled waters, but how much of what we
are seeing is actually happening, and how much is happening in her own head?
The film makes you work hard to piece it all together, but as it starts to make
sense, you understand how the alienation of a sensory disability must affect
far more than that single sense.
2) The Tribe
Talking of which: from blind, to deaf. And this one
really makes you work hard. Set in a Ukrainian school for deaf children in
which the pupils have become almost feral, and performed entirely by
non-professional deaf actors in sign language, the film has no dialogue, no
subtitles, and pretty much no sound apart from some grunting and background
noise. It’s grim and extremely violent, but undeniably a unique experience. It
also has at least two scenes so disturbing which I found almost unwatchable
(and I’m not squeamish). An utterly unforgettable film, it left a big
impression on me, and might have been film of the year, except I picked a grim
and violent film last year and I don’t want you all to think I’m a total
nihilist. So…
1) The Dance Of
Reality
I’ve been a fan of Alejandro Jodorowsky ever since I
somehow got into the Australian post-premiere party of his film Santa Sangre in 1990 while living in
Sydney. His first film in over 20 years has all his usual tropes (circuses,
marches, freaks, vivid colours), whilst eschewing much of the violence and
craziness he is known for to tell a much more heartfelt semi-autobiographical
tale of his childhood at the mercy of his bullying Stalinist father, and a
mother who communicates only via operatic singing. So it’s still a bit bonkers.
It was filmed in his own home town and stars his own son as his father, and
seems to want to give grant the family a happier ending than they apparently had
in real life. Reportedly, a sequel is on the way this year, but this will be
hard to beat for richness of the imagination. It also occasionally features the
86-year old director as himself now, comforting his childhood self, telling him
everything will turn out alright. And who wouldn’t have loved that.
And finally:
Best Actor/Actress: I’ve got to say that this year, it’s all
about the women. In a close run thing, Rampling just beats Blanchett in a
smackdown, but Blanchett gets up again with perfect hair and lipstick.