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By David Poland poland@moviecitynews.com

On the Other Hand: Top 10s Worth a Look


After all the list-bashing of the last couple of days, I guess I would be remiss to point out a few of the truly intriguing year-end lists I spotted in my bleary-eyed travels around the Web. Indeed they are out there, but you have to search–like break out the infrared devices, the night-vision goggles, trained German Shepherds, etc.
Again, you can rarely go wrong with The Onion AV Club, even as a few of its contributors get their pants legs trapped in the abhorrent Take That Critics Poll over at the Voice. But perhaps this year’s Voice poll’s lone bright spot occurred in the form of critic Ed Halter, who kicked out a list of the excellent-yet-underappreciated avant garde and experimental films to have crashed New York (or not, in the case of Visual Music) this year.



Then there are the “Merlies” from the blog Merlot Democrats, in which author Jason Kellett runs down the best 10 films he has not seen. Despite maybe one cutesy strain too many (“Syriana, they say, tells several interlocking stories that exist at the nexus of money, power, politics, and oil. … or, as we say in the United states, the Republican party. Snap!), I found myself oddly endeared to Kellett’s “best” guesses:

3- 2046 – Wong kar-Wai’s epic yet intimate tale of Chinese people writ Chinese. Also spoke Chinese. The cinematography is supposed to be simultaneously intimate and epic. Some may be disappointed with the mysterious ending, but this film is undeniably foreign. …

5- The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada – Tommy Lee Jones’s epic tale of, I assume, Mexican zombies writ western. I haven’t read much about this film yet, but Tommy Lee Jones doesn’t like George Bush, so this movie HAS to be great. Best of luck getting that pesky undead Melquiades back in his grave, Tommy, before he “must eat braaaaains!” Or, in Mexican, “tengo que comer cerrrrrrebro!” …

10- Wedding Crashers – An epic tale of unlawful entry writ hilarious. Allegedly, this massive R-rated comedy smash has it all: the wit of Caddyshack, the boobs of Porky’s, the semen of American Pie, and the heart of Untamed Heart.


Best of all, please refer to Grady Hendrix’s list of Asian film bests of 2005–not a Top 10, not necessarily a Top Anything as much as an abstract collection of moments that brought the year’s greatness into relief.
A few examples from Hendrix’s consistently genius blog Kaiju Shakedown:

BEST MOVIE: Korean Madness. It’s short, it’s funny, it’s like Kamikaze Girls meets Hana & Alice with better choreography than Rent, The Producers and Perhaps Love all put together. You can go watch it here.

BEST WAY TO BORE AN AUDIENCE: Antarctic Journal. “See, in the movie these guys are in the Antarctic and they walk in the snow. They walk and they walk and they walk. Then they find a hut!” Uh, does anything else happen? “Sometimes they’re in a tent.”

BEST ONSCREEN VOMIT: Drink, Drank, Drunk. Derek Yee followed up his harrowing and accomplished One Night in Mongkok with this epic ode to the onscreen hurling of stomach contents. I lost count after the fifth time Daniel Wu tossed his cookies. And speaking of Daniel Wu…

BEST ACTOR: If by “Best Actor” you mean “Guy who’s been in every single movie this year” then that would be Daniel Wu. Aided and abetted by a law requiring every movie producer in Hong Kong to cast him in their film, Daniel Wu was in 5 movies this year, down from last year’s high of 7.

BEST INSPIRATIONAL MOVIE ABOUT THE HANDICAPPED: The Late Bloomer. Just knowing that even people confined to a wheelchair with MS can still get it together and become serial killers offers hope to millions of the differently abled. [ED. NOTE: Not to mention it would probably find its way to my own Top 10 list if I had one; a blistering, brilliant film.]

BEST ACTION SCENE: The Myth. Jackie takes on a pack of Indian cops in a glue trap factory and proves he can still pull out the fun stunts when it counts.

WORST ACTION SCENE: The Myth. The laborious finale was larded with bad CGI the way a stomach-cramping plate of nachos is drowned in processed cheez whiz and cheap hamburger meat.

Enough said. Thank you, kind sirs, for giving the world something to shoot for a year from now.

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5 Responses to “On the Other Hand: Top 10s Worth a Look”

  1. Martha says:

    Ah, if only the Voice’s feature truly was a critical examination of the glory of Take That. There’s always next year, I suppose.

  2. Noel Murray says:

    Thanks for the kind words about us A.V. Clubbers. As for the VOICE poll, I enjoy contributing to it every year, but I admit that when it comes time to whip up some comments for the comment sections, I usually try to think of something zingy and political, so as to improve my chances of getting quoted.

  3. jason says:

    Thanks as well for the kind words about the Merlies. (Not for the word “cutesy”, but for all the other words.)

  4. jfigl says:

    “Abhorrent” is a pretty strong word to bandy about without specifying why.
    Did you not get invited?

  5. Anonymous says:

    I don’t see a problem with the Voice poll. It’s usually very interesting, and the final compiled list is also very good. I don’t understand how you can call it “abhorrent”.

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It shows how out of it I was in trying to be in it, acknowledging that I was out of it to myself, and then thinking, “Okay, how do I stop being out of it? Well, I get some legitimate illogical narrative ideas” — some novel, you know?

So I decided on three writers that I might be able to option their material and get some producer, or myself as producer, and then get some writer to do a screenplay on it, and maybe make a movie.

And so the three projects were “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” “Naked Lunch” and a collection of Bukowski. Which, in 1975, forget it — I mean, that was nuts. Hollywood would not touch any of that, but I was looking for something commercial, and I thought that all of these things were coming.

There would be no Blade Runner if there was no Ray Bradbury. I couldn’t find Philip K. Dick. His agent didn’t even know where he was. And so I gave up.

I was walking down the street and I ran into Bradbury — he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” — and I’d forgot who he was.

So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging — I was with her at that moment — she said, “Talk to him! That guy really wants to talk to you,” and I said “No, fuck him,” and keep walking.

But then I did, and then I realized who it was, and I thought, “Wait, he’s in that realm, maybe he knows Philip K. Dick.” I said, “You know a guy named—” “Yeah, sure — you want his phone number?”

My friend paid my rent for a year while I wrote, because it turned out we couldn’t get a writer. My friends kept on me about, well, if you can’t get a writer, then you write.”
~ Hampton Fancher

“That was the most disappointing thing to me in how this thing was played. Is that I’m on the phone with you now, after all that’s been said, and the fundamental distinction between what James is dealing with in these other cases is not actually brought to the fore. The fundamental difference is that James Franco didn’t seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. There’s not a case of that. He wasn’t using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had — if that were what the accusation involved — the show would not have gone on. We would have folded up shop and we would have not completed the show. Because then it would have been the same as Harvey Weinstein, or Les Moonves, or any of these cases that are fundamental to this new paradigm. Did you not notice that? Why did you not notice that? Is that not something notable to say, journalistically? Because nobody could find the voice to say it. I’m not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, “You know, it’s not this, it’s that”? Because — let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, that’s what it lacked. That’s what they were not able to deliver. The one example in the five that involved an issue of a sexual act was between James and a woman he was dating, who he was not working with. There was no professional dynamic in any capacity.

~ David Simon