Friday, January 25, 2013

Top 100 Films: 50-41


50. Corn’s-a-Poppin’ (1956) - Robert Woodburn
Well here's my "what the hell is this film?" film.  For those of you not priveleged enough to see it in one of the random screenings here in Chicago then I hope to holy hell it gets released somewhere.  Never on VHS, never on DVD, and not even a version of it floating around on youtube or in torrent form.  If any of you have a copy of it please let me know.  I went to see this film after hearing one of the characters was named Thaddeus Pinwhistle and another Waldo Crummit.  The film was described as a film version of the show that Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland were always putting on to save some barn or something in all those formulaic MGM musicals.  What makes this film elevated from just pure camp is the songs.  They're really damn good and apparently the actor who played Johnny Wilson (Jerry Wallace) wound up with a pretty respectable singing career in country music.  There's also Little Cora Rice who made her debut here, but according to her imdb page this was her first and last film.  Anyways this is the best thing Robert Altman ever did, even if he completely disowned it.

49. The Mother and the Whore (1973) - Jean Eustache 
Jean Eustache had one of the briefest and brightest careers in France's immediate post-new wave.  He only made two features, but this was his one unquestionable masterpiece.  Clocking in well over three hours it essentially tells the tale of a love triangle in post-May '68 Paris.  Long since one of my favorites it might seem a bit daunting at first considering it's length and the talk friendly nature of rambling 20-somethings, but it's worth it.  If it's any consolation I'm far from the only person to think this film is brilliant.  Cahiers du Cinema voted it the best film of the seventies, and a recent Film Comment poll listed it as the best long film ever.  So in other words all 220 minutes of this are brilliant, from the compelling to the banal, the dramatic to the trivial it all paints a great picture. 

48. The Dark Knight (2008) - Christopher Nolan
I'll be perfectly honest when I say I didn't expect this film to be that great.  Fact is even the best of the Batman films (which is clearly Batman and Robin) weren't exactly masterpieces.  Well my expectations got a little higher for this film and well it's in my top 50 so that goes to show how incredibly it met and exceeded my expectations.  Much of this is rightly due to Heath Ledger's performance which as we all know won every award ever.  Christopher Nolan who made a couple of pretty good films but to me this was his first real masterpiece and it's a damn good thing.  He's followed it up with two damn good movies and I for one can't wait to see what he'll do post-Batman.  The film is a little bittersweet because I think we all realize there will never be a super hero movie better than this.

47. Weekend (1967) - Jean-Luc Godard
The last time I made this list I was under the impression that Weekend is what every film should be.  To me it is the culmination of Godard's best period, the final evolution where he his his peak.  Of course there was only one way to go from there, but I won't completely dismiss his films of the last four decades.  Shot with some extremely long takes which as you know by now I'm a huge fan of, and some of those trademark on screen monologues about all that is wrong in the world.  It also features the most comically ridiculous traffic jam in any movie.  His famous quote that every film needs a beginning, middle, and end but not necessarily in that order certainly applies here.  The film is linear in the loosest definition of the term but things quickly take their own turn and all semblance of a couple on a weekend getaway immediately disappears.    

46. Rocco and His Brothers (1960) - Luchino Visconti 
Oddly enough this isn't the first Italian film from 1960 that I shrugged my shoulders at while wondering what the big deal was after my first viewing.  In fact I've thought that about La Dolce Vita and L'avventura as well.  I believed maybe all of Luchino Visconti's work might be slightly overrated.  Then I took another look at this film, a transitional masterpiece from arguably the most important year in film.  Well it didn't take too long to realize I must have REALLY missed something the first time around because this film is damn near perfect.  Absolutely amazing start to finish and it's probably the first film I would mention as a cinematic equivalent to the novel.  Although episodic in structure it tells a deeply personal and incredibly rich story of a family in transition.  As Antonioni and Fellini turned their attention towards the upper classes (as Visconti would do later) here he makes his epic on the working class and their struggle to survive and hopefully eventually prosper.  This is also the film that helped make Alain Delon a star, and it also features Claudia Cardinale in a supporting role.  Seriously though this film is amazing, you just might need to see it twice.

45. Predator (1987) - John McTiernan 
Oh well allow myself to indulge in being a man for a bit.  This has been a favorite since forever yet for some idiotic reason I allowed myself too much time on my pretentious high horse to put it on my previous film lists.  Perhaps I thought it was childish or juvenile, but well the older I get maybe I'm getting nostalgic or maybe I'm just coming to grips with who I am.  I'm a man who fucking loves Predator, this is the best action movie ever and I will fight anyone to the death who thinks otherwise, unless they say Die Hard that's acceptable I guess.  Anyways Arnold and Carl Whethers share the greatest handshake in movie history, then Jesse Ventura mows down the jungle, Bill Duke (THE Blurple one himself) shaves sweat off his face, an Indian yells while cutting his chest, and then there's the Predator himself.  Like the first Alien most of the film goes by before we even get a glimpse of the Predator, but this film seems like a rescue mission straight out of the second Rambo film before things start getting weird and totally fucking awesome. 

44. Gone with the Wind (1939) - Victor Flemming, Sam Wood, George Cukor
The epic of all epics that set and raised the bar for what a true Hollywood blockbuster can be.  At nearly four hours it is the fastest moving film you're likely to see.  David O'Selznick is in some ways the original James Cameron because he couldn't do anything on a small scale.  The cast was exceptional and is there anyone else who ever lived that could be Rhett Butler besides Clark Gable?  So many sequences are spectacular and it in many ways follows a similar structure to Griffith's Birth of a Nation, albeit with far less Klan members.  However it's all about Scarlett, or mainly Vivian Leigh who was the result of a nearly two year talent search to play the heroine.  She was unlike any female lead before or since.  Never was anyone so determined, so manipulative, so strong, and so complex.  A flawed character for sure but she's the type of role that rarely if ever comes around for an actress.  It is also in my opinion the first truly great looking color film of the 30s, even if the three strip process had been around for four years prior.  What can you say but Selznick knew how to make an epic?

43. Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939) - Frank Capra
In the annals of film history many, many people have wondered what the greatest year in film is.  A whole hell of a lot of them would point to 1939, which featured GWTW, The Wizard of Oz, Stagecoach, and many others, but none better than Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, sorry for my Rules of the Game fans.  Capra made a special kind of American cheese, or rather Capra-corn, and idealized version of America where the little guy would always eventually triumph, but I get the feeling like Mr. Smith was the first of his films that started to take things down a darker path.  For many It's a Wonderful Life would be the peak, but it's always been Mr. Smith.  Jean Arthur is fantastic and Jimmy Stewart should have won his Oscar here.  His wide eyed idealist Jefferson Smith is a perfect Capra hero.  Simply watching him fumble with his hat around Susan Payne is a thing of brilliance.  It may have seemed like a shocking idea to suggest that even our Senators could be bought and sold by the wealthy, but it's all the more convincing today.  I just hope we can get our own Jeff Smith to make things better.

42. Maltese Falcon (1941) - John Huston
Orson Welles wasn't the only one making his first and best film in 1941.  John Huston had some success as a screenwriter before Warner Bros. let him direct his first feature.  He chose to adapt Dashiell Hammett's detective story The Maltese Falcon, which had been made twice before in the last decade.  I guess third time's the charm because no one ever seems to mention those other two versions.  In the process he helped make Humphrey Bogart one of Hollywood's biggest movie stars and delivered the first masterpiece in a style that was soon to be re-christened film noir.  It may be plot heavy but it has all the wonderful trappings of a great noir.  There's a woman who can never be trusted, a group of foreign thugs, constant betrayals and back-stabbings, and one man who seems to survive by sheer dumb luck or rather just knows way more than he ever lets on.  To this day Bogart is still the original private eye in most people's minds and the first person they think of in the movies to fit that role, Sherlock Holmes be damned.

41. The Passion of Joan of Arc (1928) - Carl Theodor Dreyer
 
Some films take some time to find their audience, others find their praises sung from the highest rooftops immediately.  Although a complete 35mm print turned out to be hard to find for years, and many thought lost, critics all over were hailing Dreyer's film as quite possibly the greatest thing ever filmed pretty much from the time it premiered.  It was a large gala event when it finally made it's way to America and it still ranks high in so many critics minds, cracking the most recent edition of Sight and Sound's top ten poll. For a director that later earned his reputation for being slow paced and favoring very long takes, this film is a completely different cinematic language.  It is shot almost entirely in close ups with incredibly short shots, edited at a blistering pace.  Plenty of filmmakers have tried tackling Joan of Arc and I honestly can't see why.  No one will ever, or can ever make a better film about Saint Joan, it's really not possible.

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