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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>The Screengrab : Best of 2007</title><link>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Best+of+2007/default.aspx</link><description>Tags: Best of 2007</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007.1 (Build: 20910.1126)</generator><item><title>Top 10 of 2007:  Final Tally</title><link>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/08/top-10-of-2007-final-tally.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:62273</guid><dc:creator>Paul Clark</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=62273</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/08/top-10-of-2007-final-tally.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Now that you&amp;#39;ve seen everyone&amp;#39;s individual list, here&amp;#39;s The Screengrab&amp;#39;s list of the top 10 films of 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;No Country For Old Men&lt;/i&gt; (Joel and Ethan Coen)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/no_country_for_old_men.poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/no_country_for_old_men.poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/no_country_for_old_men.poster.jpg" align="right" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;Zodiac&lt;/i&gt; (David Fincher)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;The Diving Bell and the Butterfly&lt;/i&gt; (Julian Schnabel)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;I&amp;#39;m Not There&lt;/i&gt; (Todd Haynes)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;Gone Baby Gone&lt;/i&gt; (Ben Affleck)&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;Killer of Sheep&lt;/i&gt; (Charles Burnett)&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;i&gt;The Host&lt;/i&gt; (Bong Joon-ho)&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;i&gt;Knocked Up&lt;/i&gt; (Judd Apatow)&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;i&gt;Before the Devil Knows You&amp;#39;re Dead&lt;/i&gt; (Sidney Lumet)&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;The Lives of Others&lt;/i&gt; (Florian Henckel von Donnarsmarck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Links to individual lists:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/04/top-10-of-2007-paul-clark.aspx"&gt;Paul Clark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/04/top-ten-of-2007-phil-nugent.aspx"&gt;Phil Nugent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/03/top-ten-of-2007-leonard-pierce.aspx"&gt;Leonard Pierce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/03/top-10-of-2007-scott-von-doviak.aspx"&gt;Scott Von Doviak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/07/top-10-of-2007-bryan-whitefield.aspx"&gt;Bryan Whitefield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=62273" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/leonard+pierce/default.aspx">leonard pierce</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/bryan+whitefield/default.aspx">bryan whitefield</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/phil+nugent/default.aspx">phil nugent</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/paul+clark/default.aspx">paul clark</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/no+country+for+old+men/default.aspx">no country for old men</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/scott+von+doviak/default.aspx">scott von doviak</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Best+of+2007/default.aspx">Best of 2007</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/2007+in+review/default.aspx">2007 in review</category></item><item><title>Top 10 of 2007:  Bryan Whitefield</title><link>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/07/top-10-of-2007-bryan-whitefield.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:62268</guid><dc:creator>Paul Clark</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=62268</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/07/top-10-of-2007-bryan-whitefield.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/2008/01/01-07/no-country-for-old-men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/2008/01/01-07/no-country-for-old-men.jpg" alt="" align="bottom" border="0" height="265" hspace="4" width="495" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;While this was an undeniably good year for film, it was also a year in which smaller movies had a much harder time getting attention — or even into theaters at all.  With big-name directors like Ang Lee, Sidney Lumet and Francis Ford Coppola clogging up art-house screens, there was less room this year for new names and faces. In fact, three movies (&lt;i&gt;Reprise, Lost in Beijing&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Never Forever&lt;/i&gt;) which played at various festivals throughout the year would have certainly made this list but were excluded only because they never got U.S. distribution, meaning only a handful of people were lucky enough to see them.  That said, it’s hard to complain about a year that gave us such a high level of quality and creativity in such variety.  
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&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. No Country For Old Men&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near perfection in every sense and far and away the best film I saw this year.  The Coen Brothers cut down on the camera tricks and let the forward momentum of a chase thriller carry the difficult adaptation of a novel with almost zero description and in the process made what may very well be the best film of their heavyweight careers.  The brothers also moved outside of their usual casting circles and used Josh Brolin and Tommy Lee Jones to great effect.  But it is Javier Bardem’s utterly creepy incarnation of Anton Chigurh that left a stamp on people’s psyche and will haunt their memories for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;2. The Diving Bell and The Butterfly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It took someone with an imagination as big as Julian Schnabel to envision great cinema from a book written by a man who could only blink one eyelid.  From start to finish this is a celebration of art, film and life itself and the answers Schnabel found to the challenges of presenting this story make it a notable and lasting achievement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 
&lt;b&gt;3. Gone Baby Gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Probably the year’s biggest surprise for me was going into a movie directed by Ben Affleck with a whole lot of preconception and coming out blown away by the sure-handed guidance he showed in his directorial debut.  There are good, even great performances and top tier writing but in the end the film’s real strength lies in the decisions made every step of the way in how to present this material.  For my money this was a step above both &lt;i&gt;The Departed&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Mystic River&lt;/i&gt; because almost nothing here is easy or done for show and the questions it forces you to ask yourself lead to complex, blurry and ambiguous emotional ground.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;4. The Lives of Others&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Overall quality is what continues to set this film apart from the field in my mind.  An airtight script, informed performances detail-heavy production design and measured yet artful filmmaking that was able to explore the most serious of political ideas while thankfully sidestepping a Spielberg-style, right-vs-wrong, happy ending in favor of a much subtler conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;5. I’m Not There&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blew the biopic model to pieces and was without question the most original and inventive film I saw this year.  The much discussed six actors play one singer concept is interesting even as an idea but on screen it is often breathtaking to see the genius level of insight and imagination Todd Haynes exhibits in moving from one to the other in building this composite picture of a man so well known and yet still very much a mystery.  The pure pleasure of watching very talented actors set free from the constriction of straight imitation as well as Haynes’ mastery of so many different looks and styles of filmmaking should not be underestimated either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;6. Zodiac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Attention to detail was overseen with an expert’s eye and director David Fincher even held back on some of the camera magic that made him famous in favor of a more mature, straight-forward presentation that fit the tone of the film perfectly.  Mark Ruffalo and Robert Downey Jr. were clearly at the top of their game and while the movie did run long at 3 hours with a story arc that went too high, too soon the amount of thought and craft behind this film made it one that should continue to hold up in what is generally a disposable and easily dated genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;7. The Darjeeling Limited&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
People level the same criticism at Wes Anderson every time one of his films is released – they all look the same.  And while there is no denying that he has a signature style I think it is also fair to say that he is constantly working to perfect it.  While he may never again reach the classic status achieved with &lt;i&gt;The Royal Tenanbaums&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Rushmore&lt;/i&gt;, this is certainly a major upgrade over &lt;i&gt;The Life Aquatic&lt;/i&gt; and while it is stylish and funny and a pleasure to watch it is also infused with some real emotional depth with writing and performances that go well beyond montages set to obscure 60’s rock songs.  The accompanying short &lt;i&gt;The Hotel Chevalier&lt;/i&gt; is Anderson in a capsule and a near perfect vignette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;8. The Boss of it All&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lars Von Trier veered off the road of emotional devastation straight into a comedy that was the first feature to employ Automavision, a software program that chooses the film’s shots and framing at random.  The technique is initially jarring but makes the story of a spineless executive who has been blaming the company’s direction on an invisible “boss” and now, wishing to sell the company for his own profit, has hired a clueless actor to pose as said boss so that he can cash out guilt-free, even funnier.  Von Trier is actually able to infuse the film with a layer of depth and make a social, political and moral statement while still having his audience laughing throughout, even with jokes told in subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9. Manda Bala (Send A Bullet)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Errol Morris protégé Jason Kohn followed in the master’s footsteps in continuing to turn the documentary film format on its head.  The beautifully constructed film, which cannot be shown in Brazil because it is considered too dangerous, moves at a rapid fire pace, contrasting the warm sunshine of Brazil and Brazilian music with talk of severe violence and circumstances including several intense, look-away scenes. Using first hand interviews, found footage and fictional reenactments that move from frog farms to political corruption, grisly kidnapping stories to reconstructive surgery footage Kohn showed a masterful management of the material especially in the way its visual and conceptual metaphors built to a grand crescendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;10. Knocked Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
With so many jokey, costume driven, idiot time spoof comedies out there it was nice to finally see one that was both laugh out loud funny and actually about real people.  Okay maybe it’s not every day that some unemployed, pot smoking schlub scores with a gorgeous tv host but ignoring that fact this film featured sharp, insightful writing about the absurdity of real situations that still had people cracking up without the use of any chest waxing gimmicks and to me that’s a step in the right direction and an achievement in itself.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=62268" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/bryan+whitefield/default.aspx">bryan whitefield</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/i_2700_m+not+there/default.aspx">i'm not there</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+darjeeling+limited/default.aspx">the darjeeling limited</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/gone+baby+gone/default.aspx">gone baby gone</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/no+country+for+old+men/default.aspx">no country for old men</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+diving+bell+and+the+butterfly/default.aspx">the diving bell and the butterfly</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/knocked+up/default.aspx">knocked up</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+lives+of+others/default.aspx">the lives of others</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/zodiac/default.aspx">zodiac</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Best+of+2007/default.aspx">Best of 2007</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+boss+of+it+all/default.aspx">the boss of it all</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/manda+bala/default.aspx">manda bala</category></item><item><title>Top Ten of 2007: Phil Nugent</title><link>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/04/top-ten-of-2007-phil-nugent.aspx</link><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 21:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:61760</guid><dc:creator>Phil Nugent</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=61760</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/04/top-ten-of-2007-phil-nugent.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/2008/01/01-07/ThereWillBeBlood-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/2008/01/01-07/ThereWillBeBlood-3.jpg" alt="" align="bottom" border="0" height="288" hspace="4" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;/i&gt;, directed and written by Paul Thomas Anderson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A triumph of personal filmmaking, epic scale division, and an excellent argument that anyone who nominates anyone whose initials aren&amp;#39;t D.D.-L. for the title of greatest living movie actor is a fool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;Killer of Sheep&lt;/i&gt;, directed and written by Charles Burnett &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A triumph of personal filmmaking, garage-inventor division, and worth the thirty years&amp;#39; wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;The Diving Bell and the Butterfly&lt;/i&gt;, directed by Julian Schnabel, written by Ronald Harwood, from the book by Jean-Dominique Bauby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set almost entirely behind the eyes of a paralyzed stroke victim, it is in just about every way the most adventurous movie in recent memory, Schnabel’s visual imagination, which is kinetic yet lyrical and charged with feeling, has somehow enabled him to make a movie that is a celebration of the pleasures (and a lament for the lost possibilities) of a life cut short that never feels bathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;The Host&lt;/i&gt;, directed by Bong Joon-ho, written by Baek Chul-hyun and Bong Joon-ho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big rubber monsters and real blood. In his previous film, the police procedural &lt;i&gt;Memories of Murder&lt;/i&gt;, Bong demonstrated a special talent for treating genre conventions with satirical irony in a way that only heightened the story’s emotional impact. With its rude shocks, horse laughs, family of unlikely heroes and absolute lack of faith in the official protectors of society, his twist on the rampaging-mutant horror movie may be more fun than anything else seen this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;Once&lt;/i&gt;, directed and written by John Carney &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small love story — &lt;i&gt;Before Sunrise&lt;/i&gt; as a Dublin-set pop musical — is also the suspense film of the year: the first time you watch it, a part of you is on the edge of your seat, waiting for the inevitable wrong step that never comes. As perfect and buoyant as a soap bubble glistening in the sunlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;Away from Her&lt;/i&gt;, directed and written by Sarah Polley, from a story by Alice Munro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an actress, Polley has had the hint of something wise-beyond-her-time going on behind those heavy lids since before she was ten. Her directoral debut, about a marriage of some forty years’ duration that’s finally torn asunder by the wife’s struggle with Alzheimer’s, is an uncommonly mature romantic drama, and in many ways an uncommonly hard, clear-eyed one. Julie Christie’s mere presence as the unreadable, coquettish old woman lends the movie some star power, but Gordon Pinsent and Olympia Dukakis give risk-taking performances that keep the film raw and alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;i&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/i&gt;, directed by Brad Bird and Jan Pinkava, written by Brad Bird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An exhilarating triumph of sheer craft from the director of &lt;i&gt;The Iron Giant&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/i&gt;, and a major return to form for Pixar after the sugared gas tank of &lt;i&gt;Cars&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;i&gt;Control&lt;/i&gt;, directed by Anton Corbijn, written by Matt Greenhalgh and Deborah Curtis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uncommonly solid, beautiful-looking rock-star biopic, with relative newcomer Sam Riley giving a bracingly unsentimental yet thoroughly winning performance as Ian Curtis of Joy Division. (In one of his few previous movie roles, Riley turned up briefly in &lt;i&gt;24 Hour Party People&lt;/i&gt;, playing Mark E. Smith of the Fall.) With its black and white cinematography (by Martin Ruhe and John Watson), its confident grasp of the period and its milieu, and its surprising bursts of humor, this is one of the rare films that threaten to give music video directors-turned-moviemakers a good name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;i&gt;Knocked Up&lt;/i&gt;, directed and written by Judd Apatow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nits you could pick, but here’s what makes them all seem ridiculous: more quotable, genuinely funny lines and inspired, perfectly shaped jokes per square inch than in any movie since the last time somebody produced a script by — hell, I don’t know, John Guare, maybe? Alan Bennett? Ben Hecht!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;Year of the Dog&lt;/i&gt;, directed and written by Mike White &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time that White has directed one of his own screenplays, and the results are confident and exciting enough in their strangeness to make one suspect that some of the earlier movies he wrote seemed shifty and half-baked because the directors weren’t as eager to turn convention on its head as White meant for them to. Molly Shannon is amazing as the frustrated, lonely spinster-in-the-making whose attempt to change her life is dotted with missteps and false starts but ends in triumph — triumph for her, at least, whether her friends (or the audience) can see it that way or not. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=61760" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/phil+nugent/default.aspx">phil nugent</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/control/default.aspx">control</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/once/default.aspx">once</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/there+will+be+blood/default.aspx">there will be blood</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+diving+bell+and+the+butterfly/default.aspx">the diving bell and the butterfly</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/knocked+up/default.aspx">knocked up</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/killer+of+sheep/default.aspx">killer of sheep</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/the+host/default.aspx">the host</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Best+of+2007/default.aspx">Best of 2007</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/2007+in+review/default.aspx">2007 in review</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/away+from+her/default.aspx">away from her</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/rataouille/default.aspx">rataouille</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/year+of+the+dog/default.aspx">year of the dog</category></item><item><title>Top Ten of 2007: Paul Clark</title><link>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/04/top-10-of-2007-paul-clark.aspx</link><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 20:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:61295</guid><dc:creator>Paul Clark</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=61295</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2008/01/04/top-10-of-2007-paul-clark.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Note: Like Leonard, I don’t live in one of what Hollywood would consider a major cinematic market, so I have yet to see some of the year’s best-reviewed films, such as &lt;i&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Diving Bell and the Butterfly.&lt;/i&gt; But I think it’s better to post this now rather than waiting until I’ve seen all the major movies, which for all I know won’t happen for months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. The Hunting Party&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W32XIsLkTPI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been said before, but I’ll say it again- 2007 was a damn fine year to be a movie lover. Because of this, there were probably a dozen films competing for the final spot on this list, but in the end I had to go with a sentimental favorite, one that deserves much more love than it’s gotten so far. Richard Shepard&amp;#39;s darkly comic tale of three journalists (Richard Gere, Terrence Howard, Jesse Eisenberg) searching for a Bosnian warlord succeeds not so much because of its story as for its salty, unironic portrait of male friendship. As in Shepard’s last film &lt;i&gt;The Matador&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Hunting Party&lt;/i&gt; is a story about men drawn to violence who booze and bond in outposts far off the beaten path. At a time when &lt;i&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/i&gt; is still a punchline, it takes real chutzpah to write a scene in which one man tells another, “that’s why I love you,” without going for a laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Time&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjIeytiGArA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjIeytiGArA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea’s prolific and controversial director Kim Ki-duk has become something of a whipping boy for the cinematic cognoscenti, but there’s no denying that the guy’s got skills. &lt;i&gt;Time&lt;/i&gt;, his best film to date, appears on the surface to be a response to Korea’s plastic-surgery craze, but at its heart it’s a story of amour fou, like &lt;i&gt;Seconds&lt;/i&gt; played for tragedy rather than thrills. In Kim’s hands, plastic surgery becomes a metaphor for how self-conscious we’ve become, so insecure in our skin that we’re no longer able to simply give ourselves over to others, not even those we love. Also, Kim’s gift for astonishing imagery is as keen as ever, especially in his use of a seaside sculpture park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. I’m Not There&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZGseissqX8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CZGseissqX8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise- six actors playing six different versions of Bob Dylan- sounds like an academic exercise only a semiotics major could love. But each onscreen Dylan is only a pawn in the game of director Todd Haynes, a piece of the puzzle that has become the Dylan mythos. With his ingenious structure, Haynes highlights the contradictions, tall tales, and outright fabrications of Dylan’s legend, revealing him to be less a self-conscious chameleon reinventing his image for the public as a lifelong searcher who cared little whether we wanted to follow. The wonder is that &lt;i&gt;I&amp;#39;m Not There&lt;/i&gt; is so much fun- sometimes electrifying, sometimes goofy, but always fascinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Offside&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYrrlnPFdug&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYrrlnPFdug&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea that Iranian women aren’t allowed to attend soccer games would seem to be the setup for a dour polemic, but director Jafar Panahi has other plans for their story. In Panahi’s eyes, the law isn’t so much an injustice as a colossal pain for all involved, and by highlighting the absurdity of the situation, &lt;i&gt;Offside&lt;/i&gt; becomes the stuff of high comedy. And a rousing crowd-pleaser to boot- Panahi shot much of the film in the bowels of the stadium during an actual World Cup qualifying match, and even at a distance from the field, the energy is palpable. In the end, football is a uniter, not a divider, and once the detained women escape their captors to mingle with their celebrating countrymen, they’re able to share in the victory that their laws had tried to deny them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Joshua&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TpeTkVEJqDE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TpeTkVEJqDE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year that saw Rob Zombie’s Michael-heavy remake of &lt;i&gt;Halloween&lt;/i&gt;, one might be excused for wondering what an evil-kid thriller was doing on my list. But George Ratliff’s &lt;i&gt;Joshua&lt;/i&gt; is another breed altogether- a genre movie in the abstract, but a particularly chilly and thematically-rich one. Moreover, Joshua is very much an of-the-moment bad seed, not some pint-sized supernatural boogeyman but the product of ineffectual and indulgent parenting. Jacob Kogan is creepy in the title role, but the real revelation is Sam Rockwell, giving the performance of the year as his father, a man whose parenting skills are limited at best, and who is ill-equipped to deal with a son whose behavior goes so sharply against his own. When he finally realizes what he’s up against it’s too late to stop it, and thanks to Ratliff and Rockwell, this realization hits with the power of a gut punch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WWMLGqtUoi0&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WWMLGqtUoi0&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Assassination&lt;/i&gt;, director Andrew Dominik plays a tricky game- to make a Western that doesn’t so much de-mythologize the genre as re-mythologize it by making explicit the undercurrent of mythmaking that was always a part of the West. It could have been a disaster, but somehow it works beautifully, thanks not only to the beauty of the filmmaker but also the performances. Brad Pitt is fine as a Jesse James who is all too mindful of the larger-than-life figure he cut in the West, but the film belongs to Casey Affleck as Ford, the youngster whose boyish hero worship festered into violent obsession. Ford was foolish enough to believe that he could create his own legend, but all he did was to be swallowed up by Jesse’s, and because of Affleck’s performance this reviled figure becomes downright tragic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. The Host&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNbZE8NX0nk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNbZE8NX0nk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best giant monster to attack theatres this past year didn’t stomp Tokyo, but Seoul, in the superior Korean creature feature &lt;i&gt;The Host&lt;/i&gt;. With a flair for showmanship and populist storytelling that nearly equal those of Spielberg in his Jaws days, director Bong Joon-ho has made a monster movie to stand alongside the greats in the genre. Part of the credit should go to the effects wizard who created the disgusting yet somehow lovable monster, but I dare say the movie wouldn’t work so well if not for the endearingly flawed family at the movie’s center. Even on a list this full of darkness and despair, there’s always a place for pure, unadulterated entertainment, and &lt;i&gt;The Host&lt;/i&gt; gave me more sheer moviegoing pleasure than any film of 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Gone Baby Gone&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f99Ep0koG84&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f99Ep0koG84&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the praise for &lt;i&gt;Gone Baby Gone&lt;/i&gt; has centered on the film’s performances- especially the much-feted Amy Ryan- and the surprising amount of thematic resonance to be found in the film. But I think director Ben Affleck deserves a great deal more credit for how powerful this film is than he’s been getting. Most obviously, Affleck has a real feel for his setting- a working-class South Boston neighborhood- and the people who inhabit it. But while this location seems at first like backdrop to a mystery involving a kidnapped child, it eventually takes center stage in the story, which turns into an breathlessly compelling study in the consequences of tribalism. “Guys take pride in where they’re from, like it was something they did,” states protagonist Patrick Kenzie (Casey Affleck- again!) in the film’s opening voiceover. The tragedy is that Kenzie- thinks himself above it all- buys into this idea as much as anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. No Country for Old Men&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WqpMp4cQnQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WqpMp4cQnQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of its running time, &lt;i&gt;No Country for Old Men&lt;/i&gt; works primarily as an uncommonly exciting chase thriller, in which the overmatched Lewellyn Moss struggles to stay ahead of stone-cold killer Chigurh (Javier Bardem). But while first two acts of the film are enough to mark it as the Coen brothers’ best work in years, it’s the final act, which avoids the expected confrontation between Chigurh and Lewellyn in favor of something more philosophical, that the film to another level of greatness altogether. An observer for most of the story, Sheriff Bell (Tommy Lee Jones) suddenly comes face to face with the idea that even if you run from the evil that you fear may be hiding behind one door, there’s no guarantee that it won’t be waiting for you behind another. “You can’t stop what’s coming,” indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Zodiac&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bEvnwKFUnI0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bEvnwKFUnI0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning, David Fincher’s evocation of the still-unsolved case of the Zodiac killer has been something of an anomaly. It’s a serial-killer movie that practically never goes for cheap thrills, and a three-hour fact-based period piece that’s almost bereft of epic sweep. In short, it’s tough to put my finger on what exactly makes &lt;i&gt;Zodiac&lt;/i&gt; such a masterpiece. For me, the most awe-inspiring aspect of the film is its near-obsessive attention to detail, one that’s downright fanatical even by the standards of the true-crime genre. But using the thousands of tiny clues and incidental pieces of business that surrounded the Zodiac case, Fincher immerses us fully in the world of the case, one in which the crime-solving technology and interdepartmental procedures of the day were always several steps behind the schemes of the killer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Also worth mentioning: Everything Will Be OK (sorry, no trailer)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was making this list, I decided to restrict myself to feature-length films. However, taking into account all new movies I saw this past year, none hit me quite as hard as Don Hertzfeldt’s thrilling new animated short, &lt;i&gt;Everything Will Be OK&lt;/i&gt;. In little more than fifteen minutes, Hertzfeldt tells the story of a man who is doomed to die. His doctors give up on him, his mother moves in to help, and the man himself goes off the deep end. And then, without warning, he suddenly gets better, much to everyone&amp;#39;s annoyance. &lt;i&gt;Everything Will Be OK&lt;/i&gt; has the feel of an especially good Raymond Carver story, both in its sense of irony and its reliance on small but significant detail, but the twisted sense of humor and unique animation style is all Hertzfeldt. 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lists should be handled like the Hall of Fame: there should be a five-year waiting period in order to avoid any embarrassing blunders. Believe me, I have a record of top tens dating back to 1999 preserved forever on the Internet, and never fail to experience twinges of regret, shivers of shame and head-scratching moments of pure bewilderment when I look back at them. I’d feel much better right now if I were compiling my favorites of 2002, but rules are rules, so here are 10 movies I hope I won’t feel terrible about praising when 2012 rolls around: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Zodiac &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dWgRfb17-M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dWgRfb17-M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about three-quarters of its running time, David Fincher’s serial killer procedural is about as engrossing, stylish and smartly assembled as mainstream cinema gets, expertly evoking the 1970s (Mark Ruffalo, in particular, transforms himself into a broody ’70s actor in the De Niro/Pacino mode) and humanizing a story that could have been run-of-the-mill exploitation. It’s penalized a few notches here for running out of gas in the final reels: those scenes between the obsessed investigator and his long-suffering wife were already old and tired in the ’70s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Juno&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0SKf0K3bxg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0SKf0K3bxg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first five minutes of &lt;em&gt;Juno&lt;/em&gt; are so overloaded with quirkiness, it’s as if director Jason Reitman and screenwriter Diablo Cody are desperate enough to make an immediate impression that they’ll settle for making a bad one. That the movie is able to not only recover but go on to become an affecting (and very funny) story about real people making difficult choices is a tribute to their talent, and especially that of Ellen Page in a star-making performance as the titular pregnant teen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Knocked Up&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e09DlZY5Czg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e09DlZY5Czg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why settle for one unplanned pregnancy comedy when 2007 was fertile enough to produce twins? You could quibble about gender politics, but then you’d miss out on some of the year’s biggest laughs courtesy of the ever-expanding Apatow Comedy Empire. (Honorable mention: &lt;em&gt;Superbad&lt;/em&gt;. Not so much: &lt;em&gt;Walk Hard&lt;/em&gt;.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Jhrxn7QVDc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Jhrxn7QVDc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies that recover from the opening five minutes, here’s one that treats you to the sight of Philip Seymour Hoffman’s heaving, flabby buttocks obscuring some delightful Marisa Tomei nudity (don’t worry, though – there’s plenty of that later). In what is not so much a comeback as a rejuvenation, octogenarian Sidney Lumet has crafted a twisty tale of familial betrayal enlived by a Hoffman performance so vivid, you can smell the desperation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Breach&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NDs67LfPYPU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, having too much money and free time sounds like fun, but that way of life is not without its pitfalls. This fascinating, disquieting documentary details a 1968 solo sailboat race around the world, and the amateur sailor, Donald Crowhurst, who pinned his family’s future on the whim of winning it. Pieced together from newsreels, Crowhurst’s original 16mm film and contemporary interviews, what begins as a bracing tale of men against the sea becomes a full-blown descent into madness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Killer of Sheep&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSu8M4oxd88&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For much of the decade Joel and Ethan Coen looked like they were heading down the long road of diminishing returns, but they came all the way back with this transcendent thriller set on the Texas border. The most faithful adaptation of Cormac McCarthy’s novel imaginable, it still couldn’t be anything other than a Coen Brothers movie. The brilliant suspense sequences and Javier Bardem’s chilling turn as a malevolent killer are the obvious attractions, but it’s the final lyrical moments that linger when the lights come up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I’m Not There &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyWgzUGOliw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;
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I hear if we play our cards right, we might be getting a one-week screening next year of that movie &lt;i&gt;The Graduate &lt;/i&gt;all the cool kids are talking about, but until then, it&amp;#39;s pretty much &lt;i&gt;Transformers&lt;/i&gt; on nineteen of the twenty-four screens down at Huebner Oaks.&amp;nbsp; So you&amp;#39;ll forgive me if my list leans pretty heavily on stuff that&amp;#39;s already available on Netflix; at least half the movies on my list were ones that I had to drive an hour up to Austin to even have a chance of seeing before their DVD release, and there&amp;#39;s more than a few movies that likely would have a chance of appearing here (I think specifically of &lt;i&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Syndromes and a Century&lt;/i&gt;) that there was simply no way for me to see before the year was up.&amp;nbsp; Still, I&amp;#39;ll be happy to go along with the prevailing wisdom that 2007 was an especially rich year for film; there was plenty to see, even if you had to go out of your way to see it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#10:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;THE LIVES OF OTHERS&lt;/i&gt; (Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Although it was released in 2006, this masterful film from Germany didn&amp;#39;t receive an American audience outside of the Telluride Film Festival until February.&amp;nbsp; It was well worth the wait.&amp;nbsp; Far too many movies that pick up Best Foreign Film Oscars are the international doppelgangers of Best Picture winners -- overblown, overpraised, middlebrow &amp;#39;prestige&amp;#39; pictures lacking in resonance, depth and any particular qualities that will result in their being remembered far down the line.&amp;nbsp; But &lt;i&gt;The Lives of Others&lt;/i&gt; -- best thought of as a brilliant reworking of &lt;i&gt;The Conversation&lt;/i&gt; against the dreadful backdrop of Soviet East Germany -- deserved every bit of praise heaped on it by critics both here and abroad.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#39;s a stunning, terrifying film, brilliantly illustrating Hannah Arendt&amp;#39;s &amp;#39;banality of evil&amp;#39; in the person of the astonishing Ulrich Mühe. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#9:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;SWEENEY TODD, THE DEMON BARBER OF FLEET STREET&lt;/i&gt; (Tim Burton, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;font size="2"&gt;One of the few of a year-end spate of high-profile films that I actually got a chance to see,&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Sweeney Todd &lt;/i&gt;is Tim Burton&amp;#39;s adaptation of the notoriously blood-soaked and difficult Stephen Sondheim musical.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#39;ve never been especially fond of Tim Burton as a director, but the qualities of his filmmaking that usually work against him -- the broad emotional strokes, the barely-held-together plots, the characters as caricatures, and the meticulous set design at the expense of believability -- are turned into such strengths that it&amp;#39;s hard to believe no one ever had the idea of having him do a musical before this.&amp;nbsp; The result is certainly the best film he&amp;#39;s ever done and likely the best film he&amp;#39;ll ever do, an absolutely gorgeous thing to look at, and with some surprisingly fine performances.&amp;nbsp; One of the best musicals I&amp;#39;ve ever seen. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#8:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;EASTERN PROMISES&lt;/i&gt; (David Cronenberg, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Conversely, I&amp;#39;ve long been a staunch defender of David Cronenberg&amp;#39;s, even with films like &lt;i&gt;Crash &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Spider&lt;/i&gt;, which met with widespread revulsion from a lot of my fellow critics.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, I found his most celebrated film -- 2005&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;A History of Violence&lt;/i&gt; -- sadly lacking, a formulaic and uninspiring drama that bore so little of his unique imprint as a filmmaker that it could have been directed by almost anyone.&amp;nbsp; If the Russian mob drama &lt;i&gt;Eastern Promises&lt;/i&gt; isn&amp;#39;t strong enough to stand alongside his greatest works, though, it&amp;#39;s at least a return to form and a revisiting of some of the themes -- muddled self-identity, the grace and brutality of violence, and a simultaneous revulsion at and fascination with the human body -- that have made him one of the signature talents of the day.&amp;nbsp; Plus, naked Viggo Mortensen, ladies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#7:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;BEFORE THE DEVIL KNOWS YOU&amp;#39;RE DEAD&lt;/i&gt; (Sidney Lumet, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If you&amp;#39;d have told me last year -- hell, if you&amp;#39;d told me twenty years ago -- that one of the best film of 2007 would be by ancient journeyman Sidney Lumet, I&amp;#39;d likely have scoffed.&amp;nbsp; But damned if the old trooper doesn&amp;#39;t turn in a remarkably swift and sure-handed job behind the helm here, presenting a neo-noir thriller about a simple caper gone disastrously wrong that wouldn&amp;#39;t be entirely out of place in the early 1960s and yet never loses a fresh sense of modernity.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Before the Devil Knows You&amp;#39;re Dead&lt;/i&gt; isn&amp;#39;t a groundbreaking piece of cinema art; it&amp;#39;s simply an assured, highly professional piece of moviemaking of the sort we rarely see anymore, and which Lumet is eminently qualified to give us.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#39;s further bolstered by a dynamite performance from Philip Seymour Hoffman, who has simply owned 2007 on screen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#6:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;LUST, CAUTION&lt;/i&gt; (Ang Lee, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Ang Lee continues to be the most versatile moviemaker in the business with his best work since &lt;i&gt;Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon&lt;/i&gt;; if he is absolute master of no genre, he at least never ceases to amaze with his ability to dive confidently into all genres.&amp;nbsp; Bouyed by astonishing performances so tightly controlled and confidently directed that they seem drawn from lost Wong Kar-Wei footage, &lt;i&gt;Lust, Caution&lt;/i&gt; maintains a killing pace throughout and doesn&amp;#39;t fail to deliver on its near-constant sense of tension and frustration.&amp;nbsp; The much-discussed sex scenes are indeed intense and scarily erotic, but they also accomplish something that&amp;#39;s so rarely done that it&amp;#39;s become an industry joke:&amp;nbsp; they&amp;#39;re not arbitrary, but essential, not only to the plot, but also to the slow but inexorable revelation of the nature of the characters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#5:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;THE DIVING BELL AND THE BUTTERFLY&lt;/i&gt; (Julian Schnabel, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I was never fond of Julian Schnabel, the visual artist, and while I thought that his debut film, &lt;i&gt;Basquiat&lt;/i&gt;, showed promise, I tended to agree with the New York art critic Robert Hughes, who called it a movie about the worst painter of the 1980s made by the second worst.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#39;m not sure what Hughes has to say about &lt;i&gt;The Diving Bell and the Butterfly&lt;/i&gt;, but I think it&amp;#39;s an amazing film by a director who&amp;#39;s finally come into full posession of the tools of his craft.&amp;nbsp; Schnabel has said that he still considers himself an artist first and a director second, but this visually rewarding, complex and beautiful movie is better than anything he ever put to canvas, and even without the tremendous lead performance by Mathieu Amalric, it would be a film worth watching for its mastery of internal landscapes far richer than Schabel&amp;#39;s art ever suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#4:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;MANUFACTURED LANDSCAPES&lt;/i&gt; (Jennifer Baichwal, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;In what is widely regarded as a banner year for documentaries, the finest one I saw had nothing to do with the war in Iraq, the peccadilloes of the president, or the politics of personality.&amp;nbsp; Instead, it was a little-seen film about a little-known photographer named Edward Burtynsky.&amp;nbsp; His photographs -- and the like-minded film by Jennifer Baichwal -- document the vastness and power of man-made constructs, and convey the awe and the terror one feels at observing objects, from China&amp;#39;s Three Gorges Dam to American junkyards, that are made by the hand of humans but can dwarf or even overwhelm the natural surroundings in which they appear.&amp;nbsp; A slow-paced, deliberate, and provocative film made as a collaboration between two artists who understand each other in an perfectly asynchronous way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;ZODIAC&lt;/i&gt; (David Fincher, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Much has been made of the fact that David Fincher, best known for his visual pyrotechnics, allegedly made his most successful film without them.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;#39;s not entirely true; among other scenes, the opening drive-by tracking shot, the first murders, and the construction montage of the San Francisco skyline can stand next to some of the most stylish set-pieces in his other films.&amp;nbsp; But it&amp;#39;s undeniable that his best film to date, and one of the best films of the year, is at its best when he simply stands back and lets the audience become spellbound with the absorbing interplay of his characters.&amp;nbsp; A fascinating treatment of the nature of obsession and a subtle treatise on the way we become ensnared in the grotesque and the perverse, &lt;i&gt;Zodiac&lt;/i&gt; is revelatory in the way it defies expectations of what a serial-killer drama should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;BRAND UPON THE BRAIN!&lt;/i&gt; (Guy Maddin, dir.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Guy Maddin has been quietly establishing himself as one of the finest, most idiosyncratic directors in the world for several years now, and &lt;i&gt;Brand Upon the Brain!&lt;/i&gt; is both his most autobiographical film to date (the lead character in the film is, well, Guy Maddin, ably and amusingly played by young Sullivan Brown) and his best.&amp;nbsp; There was some fear amongst critics who had a chance to see it in its &amp;#39;touring edition&amp;#39; -- a live extravaganza featuring on-site music, celebrity voice-overs and sound effects composed right there in the theater -- that the film wouldn&amp;#39;t hold up without all the show-stopping theatrical gimmicks, but they needn&amp;#39;t have worried:&amp;nbsp; this is the purest distilliation of Maddin&amp;#39;s unique sensibilities as a filmmaker:&amp;nbsp; sexual obsession, throwback surrealism, fantastic dreamscapes, and madness as part of the everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN&lt;/i&gt; (Joel &amp;amp; Ethan Coen, dirs.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;There are plenty of filmmakers who would trade their favorite limb for a track record like Joel and Ethan Coen -- from 1984 to 2001, they didn&amp;#39;t make a bad film, and the 9 features they put in the can over those 17 years add up to the most robust corpus by any living American filmmaker you can name.&amp;nbsp; Things started to go awry with &lt;i&gt;Intolerable Cruelty &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;The Ladykillers&lt;/i&gt;; many placed the blame on the fact that, for the first time, the Coens were filming material they didn&amp;#39;t write.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;#39;s not a problem with &lt;i&gt;No Country for Old Men&lt;/i&gt;, a triumphant masterpiece of genre filmmaking based on a minor Cormac McCarthy novel that once again places the brothers (credited, for the first time ever, as co-directors) where they belong:&amp;nbsp; at the very pinnacle of American moviemaking.&amp;nbsp; An astonishing comeback that will be discussed for decades. &lt;br 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'07</title><link>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2007/12/24/critics-make-lists-give-awards-close-book-on-07.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">bd485f5c-a45b-491f-8e52-c79e7f680fc3:60303</guid><dc:creator>Paul Clark</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=60303</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/2007/12/24/critics-make-lists-give-awards-close-book-on-07.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It&amp;#39;s nearing the end of the moviegoing year, and you know what that means- a heaping portion of top ten lists and awards from critics around the country. We here at Screengrab plan to post our best-of-2007 lists over the next week or so, but until that happens there are plenty of other year-in-review pieces all over the Internet that should tide you over. We won&amp;#39;t link to every one of them here, but you can find two of our favorites after the break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, there&amp;#39;s the &lt;a href="http://www.indiewire.com/critics2007/"&gt;Critics&amp;#39; Poll over at Indiewire&lt;/a&gt;. Indiewire polled 106 critics for this survey of the best cinematic achievements of 2007, with participants including quite a few very cool critics, such as former Screengrab editor Bilge Ebiri, Screengrab contributor Vadim Rizov, and Nerve.com critic Mike D&amp;#39;Angelo. The Critics&amp;#39; Poll also does away with a longstanding awards tradition by refusing to separate awards by gender- the acting categories are simply &amp;quot;Best Performance&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Best Supporting Performance.&amp;quot; Best of all, there&amp;#39;s plenty of commentary from the participating critics, providing plenty of fun for all you inveterate list junkies out there. You know who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the more visually-oriented among you, deliverance has arrived in the form of Jim Emerson. Not content with simply banging out a list, Jim has cut together a short video of shots from his top ten movies of 2007, and invites everyone to try to guess the movies in question. As most of the shots Jim includes feature architecture rather than actors, this is harder than it sounds. I was able to identify 9 out of 10- &lt;a href="http://blogs.suntimes.com/scanners/2007/12/my_10_best_list_movie_wga_stri.html"&gt;see how you fare over at Jim&amp;#39;s blog, Scanners.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerve.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=60303" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/indiewire/default.aspx">indiewire</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/vadim+rizov/default.aspx">vadim rizov</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/paul+clark/default.aspx">paul clark</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/bilge+ebiri/default.aspx">bilge ebiri</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/scanners/default.aspx">scanners</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/jim+emerson/default.aspx">jim emerson</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/Best+of+2007/default.aspx">Best of 2007</category><category domain="http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/screengrab/archive/tags/mike+d_2700_angelo/default.aspx">mike d'angelo</category></item></channel></rss>