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The Endless Tease

I enjoyed The Avengers. I thought the first act was a little rough, and that the opening sequence suffered from some flat action choreography and some unfortunate exposition dumps at the expense of character, but overall I thought it was a solid, enjoyable superhero movie. Joss Whedon’s banter and direction were the perfect match for the ensemble, and he’s been the most successful director to date to find ways to motivate the Hulk and turn him into a believable monster.

I sat through the closing credits, too, knowing without being told that there would be post-film scenes. There were, in fact, two: one setting up a villain for the inevitable sequel, and another that called back to Iron Man’s desire to get some shawarma. The shawarma scene was pitch-perfect: no dialogue, longer than expected, and a wonderful joke about how the battles in these movies always leave their cities far more ruined than we realize.

But it was the villain’s tease that got me thinking about post-credits scenes in general, and the two main problems with their popularity. The first is that they’re almost always worthless, doing nothing to enhance the narrative we just saw play out or set up the one to come. Every one of Marvel’s recent Avengers movies has had one of these scenes tagged on after the credits. They’re designed to build hype for future installments, so they feature characters from other movies in an effort to make the whole thing feel grander and more interconnected. Nick Fury visits Tony Stark; Tony Stark visits Bruce Banner; Nick Fury visits Captain America; etc., etc.

The tricky part, though, is that these scenes don’t/can’t feel like part of the “real” movie. The films are designed to be seen as a series, and they’ve all got their own stories to tell. You can watch them all in a row, skip the post-credit scenes, and be just fine. (Well, you’ll have watched Thor, so you won’t be fine, but you get the idea.) The scenes are like extremely high-quality fan fiction: all the characters are there, but the action is non-canonical.

The bigger problem, though, is that these post-credit stingers in modern action/superhero movies are training us to view the movies not as stories, or even pieces of entertainment, but as links in a chain of marketing materials that will never end. It’s one thing for a film to set up a sequel or leave room for growth via action or dialogue, like the discovery of the Joker card at the close of Batman Begins. Those moments are cues that more will come, but they’re also woven as naturally as possible into the film itself. (Though Corey Atad has written about how even these scenes can damage a film.) They are signs of a larger filmic universe, but they’re also part of the actual film. When the credits roll, the movie is over. Whatever happens or doesn’t, whatever sequels are made or aborted, you still have the movie in question. Another great example: the discovery of pilfered jetpack designs in the final moments of The Rocketeer. Disney left room for a sequel by giving their hero the ability keep flying and fighting crime, and even though a follow-up film was never made, that moment feels right — feels true — within the larger framework of the film.

The post-credit scenes favored by recent Marvel movies don’t do that, though. They turn the film into a giant ad for its sequel. The point of Iron Man isn’t that Tony Stark became a hero; it’s that Iron Man was created so he could be contacted by S.H.I.E.L.D. via Nick Fury. The point of Thor was to introduce Loki, who would reappear in The Avengers. The point of Captain America was just to get the man to the 21st century, love life and consequences be damned. The movies exist only to point the way to what’s next.

Some of these movies have been good. (Iron Man and Captain America were wonderful.) Yet none was allowed to stand on its own. Sequels and series are nothing new, but the audience — and the film — doesn’t need a teaser to show the way. Popular characters always return. When a James Bond film ends, we know he’ll be back; we don’t need photographic proof. And whatever movie comes next certainly doesn’t need its predecessors post-credits moments to act as weak connective tissue.

Can these moments be fun to watch? Yes. There’s no getting around the excitement at seeing a surprise glimpse at what might come next. (Even if the scene is attached to a movie that underperforms, making its sequel plans much more uncertain.) But the buzz of those moments isn’t enough to balance the fact that these scenes are leading us to focus on and care about the wrong things. We can get so wrapped up in what’s going to happen later that we forget to look at what’s happening now.

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Sights And Sounds

Cole Abaius over at Film School Rejects invited me and a number of other writers, critics, and filmmakers to contribute our picks for the greatest films of all time. He did this as a response to the latest iteration of Sight & Sound‘s list of the 10 greatest films ever made, a list that’s already prompted responses in the critical sphere.

It’s worth noting that, for me, “greatest films” and “personal favorites” do not necessarily line up. This has nothing to do with bias, fear of going against the current, or anything as nebulous and poorly defined as “guilty pleasures.” Rather, I think it’s entirely possible to love and respect a film as one of the best ever made without holding it dear to your heart the way you do those films that have a more personal meaning. Writing on the subject of good bad books, George Orwell said: “The existence of good bad literature — the fact that one can be amused or excited or even moved by a book that one’s intellect simply refuses to take seriously — is a reminder that art is not the same thing as celebration.” In other words, I can believe Rashomon to be one of the greatest films ever made without ranking it as a personal favorite, and I can love Rushmore like nothing else without considering it to be the best film of all time. This is an area of critical and personal study I find endlessly fascinating: what we love, what we value, and how those two diverge.

Anyway, all that to say that, for the purposes of this list, I ranked what I consider to be 10 worthy candidates for the title of “best films ever made.” It was tough but fun to do, and I think the individual lists make for great reading. I also think the final list is a smart representation of moviemaking at its best, and I was happy to contribute. Read on:
The 10 Greatest Movies of All Time (According to The Internet)

Also, here’s the Top 10 list I submitted, along with accompanying blurbs. (Through crossed wires on my end, I’d thought blurbs were required for every film, not just our No. 1 pick. Lucky you.)

1. The Godfather: Film’s great power is to reflect the difference between who we want to be and who we actually are. No film better captures that emotional schism than The Godfather, a gorgeous, sweeping story of ruin and damnation that charts a family’s very American rise and fall. The crime story, thrilling though it is, takes second place to the heartbreaking tale of power, greed, and self-destruction. You always want Michael to make it out, but you know he never will.

2. Singin’ in the Rain: The best musical ever made, hands down, it’s also one of Hollywood’s favorite things: a story about itself. What could’ve been just another jukebox musical is instead a sweet, spellbinding love story set against the moment when pictures started to grow up (just a little). It’s a love letter to movies, and it’s impossible not to have a good time watching it.

3. Sullivan’s Travels: There’s an intriguing bit of darkness shot through Preston Sturges’ satire of screenwriters that makes it more relevant and gripping than just another workplace comedy. The laughing faces that make up the film’s final moment seem like they’re howling at the moon. A witty, fantastic road comedy.

4. Sunset Boulevard: For my own Top 10 list, I was tempted to simply submit the name “Billy Wilder” and be done with it. He’s one of the best directors of all time, and Sunset Boulevardis a masterpiece in every way. Dark, sad, funny, weird, and possessed of the kind of bittersweet nostalgia for days that never happened that always seems to show up in movies in/about Hollywood’s golden age.5. Citizen Kane: The film’s place as an American classic makes it feel like a textbook answer instead of a movie, which is a shame, because it’s still a wonderful drama about excess, power, and the other ways we drive ourselves to destruction. It also deserves every ounce of praise it’s been given for the technical breakthroughs with which it ushered in a new type of moviemaking.

6. Casablanca: The unbeatable heartbreaker. Doomed romance doesn’t automatically make for good storytelling, either. It takes great characters, situations, writing, drama, pathos; Casablanca has it all in spades.

7. Do the Right Thing: Spike Lee is another great American filmmaker, and his 1989 exploration of racial tension in a Brooklyn neighborhood remains his crowning achievement. It’s staggeringly raw, an exposed nerve that Lee refuses to cover or let heal. Required viewing for all humans.

8. Rashomon: Akira Kurosawa’s output was prodigious, and he made a number of classics, but Rashomon deserves special attention for telling a story so well that we’re still remaking it decades later. The “narrative with shifting perspectives” feels like an old trick now, and it’s rarely done well, but Rashomon showed the power of playing with audience perception and how the truth is never what we think it’s going to be.

9. The Apartment: The Apartment might not get as many mentions today as Some Like It Hot, the film Billy Wilder made before it, but it holds up just as well. The story is simple — nebbish underling loans his apartment to corporate execs who need a place to have affairs — but it quickly evolves into something much more complex, mature, and dark. Jack Lemmon and Shirley MacLaine are fantastic.

10. Star Wars: Episode V — The Empire Strikes Back: Borrowing basic structure and sensibility from Westerns, The Empire Strikes Back is one of the best sci-fi movies ever made thanks to its attention to character above all else. It’s a chase movie that doubles as a meditation on sacrifice and growing up, and the small number of locations means we get to spend time feeling out the fantasy world before us. It’s also damn nice to look at, employing the kind of color temperatures and painterly compositions sadly foreign to the genre. There have been six movies and host of spin-off stories set in George Lucas’ galaxy far, far away, but this outshines them all.

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My Cinematic Year in Review, 2011


I’ve kept a running list of every movie I’ve ever seen (or as near as I can recall) for years now, but 2011 was the first time I charted my monthly movie-viewing habits with the same approach I take to my nightly reading. There aren’t too many firm conclusions to be drawn in terms of scheduled viewing or preferred genre, though it’s interesting to note that my paid reviews drive most of my screenings. I rarely get to the theater for something I’m not reviewing, mostly because I can’t stand the graceless and selfish attitudes in which most theater audiences seem to revel. In 2011, it was June by the time I went to a theater to see something for pure consumption, not review, purposes. Also, the only movies I saw in September were ones I was paid to see.

All told, I saw 79 films in 2011. That only counts those films I hadn’t seen before, too; repeat viewings of previous releases or cable favorites aren’t included in the final tally. I’ve included links below to those films I’ve reviewed, and any other thoughts that have come up for those I haven’t.

January
The King’s Speech (2010): Sweet, small, and easy-going. Not the most magnificent movie ever made, but entertaining.
Restrepo (2010): An absolutely riveting war documentary that captures the sisyphean nature of battle in all its horror.
Casino Jack (2010): A decent turn from Kevin Spacey, but mostly forgettable.
Casino Jack and the United States of Money (2010): The documentary that inspired the feature film is a little better, but too overstuffed.
The Extra Man (2010): Genuinely awful and off-putting. Unfunny and awkward at every turn.
The Green Hornet (2011)
La Moustache (2005): Nice existential thriller from France about a man who shaves his mustache and promptly begins to question his sanity when his wife tells him he never had one. Pleasingly ambiguous.

February
Unknown (2011)
Easy A (2010): Solid, smart comedy that wouldn’t be half of what it is without Emma Stone in the title role.
Cedar Rapids (2011)
Waking Sleeping Beauty (2010): A great documentary about the modern Disney renaissance, which included their releases from 1989-1994 (basically The Little Mermaid to The Lion King). It makes you realize just how much heart the creatives there used to have, and why Pixar saved the company.
Crazy Heart (2009): I missed this award contender from the end of 2009, and I was glad to finally catch up with it. Great music, great performances.

March
The Adjustment Bureau (2011)
Despicable Me (2010): Cute, if insubstantial. Steve Carell has some surprisingly moving scenes, though.
Red Riding Hood (2011)
Page One: A Year Inside the New York Times (2011): A fascinating look behind the scenes at the Times, albeit one that doesn’t quite know how to handle the industry’s self-immolation.
New Jerusalem (2011): An actor’s piece, through and through. Well-observed, but very slow.
Turkey Bowl (2011)
A Bag of Hammers (2011): I walked out. Too sloppy and cute by half.
Wuss (2011): One of those festival entries you only see at festivals, for good reason. Can’t even remember what happens.
The Other F Word (and here) (2011)
Sound of My Voice (2011): Amazing movie. Great story, wonderful cast. When it finally earns a theatrical release, I’ll go see it again.
Undefeated (2011)
Buck (2011)
How to Train Your Dragon (2010): DreamWorks isn’t up to Pixar’s level, but films like this (and Kung Fu Panda) are solid family movies.
I Am Comic (2010): I checked this out because I’m a comedy nerd. It’s average. There are more penetrating comic docs out there, but it’s worth visiting if you’re a completist or collector.

April
Devil in a Blue Dress (1995): This movie’s less than 20 years old, but it feels like it might as well be from another planet. It’s a nuanced adult drama, but not preachy or self-serious. It’s got adventure and mystery, but it’s not a remake or ironic meta-narrative. It’s just a solid movie. Well worth seeking out.
Your Highness (2011)
Tron: Legacy (2010): Worth not a single cent more than the 99 I paid to rent it from Redbox. Maybe less.
Gun Fight (2011): Riveting if depressing documentary about gun control and modern crime. It might not move you from one side of the fence to the other, but it’s still got some fascinating moments.
Fast Five(2011)May
Everything Must Go (2011)
Take Me Out to the Ball Game (1949): Sometimes, my wife and I will stay in on a Friday night, order some food, and watch whatever old movie happens to be on TCM. One friday night in May, it was Take Me Out to the Ball Game, a 1949 musical starring Gene Kelly and Frank Sinatra as baseball players who fall in love with Esther Williams, who just swims around. Ideal escapism.
The Tree of Life(2011)

June
Beginners (2011)
Submarine (2011): A great, bittersweet coming-of-age story.
Bridesmaids(2011): Like most comedies bearing the Apatow imprimatur, this one’s about 20 minutes too long, and so many of the scenes go absolutely nowhere. Yet it’s worth it just to see Melissa McCarthy throw herself into a manic role and come out the other side. She’s practically in her own movie (a better one).

July
The Night of the Hunter (1955): Stunning, gorgeous, haunting, and totally unforgettable. One of the two best non-2011 movies I saw during the year. The sad part is that it was so ahead of its time that audiences in 1955 didn’t bite, and Charles Laughton never directed again. It was also screenwriter James Agee’s last movie made while he was alive.
Horrible Bosses (2011)
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (2011)
Adam (2009): Tolerable in a direct-to-cable kind of way.
Meek’s Cutoff (2011): Proof that you have to be Terrence Malick to get away with abandoning a traditional narrative.
Night Moves (1975): Wonderful neo-noir from the 1970s, which means it’s all about infidelity and depression and being stuck between two equally unpleasant outcomes. Amazing work from Gene Hackman, as always.
Super 8 (2011): J.J. Abrams’ film was written off as Spielberg Lite by a lot of people, but that’s unfair both to Abrams and to Spielberg (who served as executive producer). It’s really a solid story about the end of childhood, set against an admittedly splendiferous and Spielbergian backdrop about alien invaders. The film’s biggest fault is actually that it doesn’t acknowledge its own era’s culture in the right ways. It’s set in 1979, which means these movie-mad kids should be hip-deep in Star Wars talk (and that the nerdy movie buff who leads their film crew should be able to speak Close Encounters at the drop of a hat). By pretending those movies don’t exist, Super 8 tries to live in their universe instead of exploring its own.
Cowboys & Aliens (2011)
X-Men: First Class (2011): I saw this at the $1.50 theater, which was a perfect price for the experience. Fun, and better than Ratner’s X-Men, but still a little weak. I would, though, watch an entire miniseries about a young Magneto hunting former Nazis.

August
The Change-Up (2011)
Source Code (2011): Soft even by pop-sci-fi standards, Source Code is a fun movie for Saturday afternoons with low expectations. The mechanics of the time travel aren’t internally consistent, but still, not a bad way to spend a couple hours.
Animal Kingdom (2010): A gripping crime drama that doesn’t pull any punches. People start dying almost immediately, and the ones you like the most are in the most danger.
Fright Night (2011)
Our Idiot Brother (2011)
Good News (1947): This is the 1947 version of the 1927 stage musical that was also put on film in 1930. (The next time someone complains about Hollywood’s modern obsession with remakes, send them to Google.) Peter Lawford and June Allyson flirt and sing. It’s a pleasant Friday night.
It Should Happen to You (1954): George Cukor’s film is billed as a romantic comedy, but it’s got a heart of sad loneliness. Judy Holliday stars as a deluded woman who uses her savings to rent a billboard in the heart of New York City and plaster her name on it in hopes of becoming famous. The film’s a shrewd, heartbreaking look at love and human nature. Bonus: It’s the first on-screen appearance of Jack Lemmon.
Forbidden Planet (1956): Total classic. The animation’s pretty good for 1956, too.
Kiss Me Kate (1953): Like having a really bad fever dream.

September
Contagion (2011)
Drive (2011)
Machine Gun Preacher (2011)

October
Dream House (2011)
The Ides of March (2011)
S.W.A.T. (2003): I wanted a laundry-day action movie, and I got one. Of course, I got hung up for a while on the fact that the movie was based on the TV show of the same name, and that characters in the movie shared names with their TV show counterparts but also referenced the show, watched it, and could sing the theme song. Basically, an ontological mindfuck. Pretty explosions, though.
Conan O’Brien Can’t Stop (2011): Spoiler alert: high-strung entertainers mostly look like dicks after they get fired. Conan O’Brien comes off like a mostly benevolent dictator in this doc about the comedy tour he mounted after he quit The Tonight Show.
Catfish (2010): Fake or not? (Fake.) Great story, though.
Anonymous (2011)
The Black Room (1935): The story and twist aren’t really strong enough to support even a 70-minute running time, but Boris Karloff does great work playing dueling twins.

November
A Very Harold & Kumar 3D Christmas (2011)
J. Edgar (2011)
The Descendants (2011)
Being Elmo: A Puppeteer’s Journey (2011): Thoroughly moving and sweet, if a bit one-sided. The documentary focuses on puppeteer Kevin Clash, who plays Elmo on “Sesame Street,” but it glosses over his other projects as well as some of the darker aspects of the way the show plays into modern consumer nightmares. (Never has “Tickle Me Elmo” been so casually dismissed.)
A Dangerous Method (2011): Great performances from the cast, and bracing (if aloof) filmmaking from David Cronenberg.
Margin Call (2011): A smart drama about the 2008 recession that feels a bit too much like it was made for cable. (Blame the small cast and few extras.) Similarly, some of the structure was a bit too new-viewer-friendly, as when the head of the firm asked to have his junior analyst explain the market like the old man was a child. I’ve got a feeling that a CEO in that position would probably have a pretty good grasp on liquidity.
The Artist (2011): Sweet, moving, and thoroughly engrossing, not to mention one of the most likable love stories in a long time.

December
Young Adult (2011)
The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (U.S.) (2011)
Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy (2011)
Moneyball (2011): Not bad, not great. Brad Pitt does good work, but the rest of the film is flat.
Tootsie (1982): As entertaining and funny as you’d expect an American classic to be. Great story, great performances, and a gap in my personal viewing history I’m very happy to have finally filled.

Random Data:
Total: 79
Documentaries: 11
Movies released before 2011: 26 (about 33% of the total)
Movies released before 2000: 10
Of the 10 highest grossers of 2011, number I saw: 2

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SXSW: The Recovery

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This was my third year to attend the South by Southwest Film Festival, and my best yet. Part of that’s because I’m now familiar with the ins and outs of the fest and have learned how best to game the system: allow plenty of time for shuttle trips, eat whenever possible, and get up early each morning to hop in the Express Pass line in order to guarantee entry to films that day that you absolutely have to see.

But a bigger part of it was because I was free this year to see just the movies I wanted to see. Stringing for corporate entities has its perks, don’t get me wrong, but it also means you have to cover high-profile stuff that might not pique your interest, or worse (to me), that’s guaranteed to open wide. SXSW always has an interesting mix of smaller fare that’s more typical fest material and bigger, wide-release genre movies that tend to land in the geek/fan/mainstream wheelhouse. This year, that meant Source Code and Paul, as well as the Paul Feig-directed comedy Bridesmaids. If you have to cover those premieres and events for a corporate entity, so be it. But I was lucky enough that the publisher of Pajiba and other staffers were usually up for the high-profile stuff, which meant I could go see smaller movies whose distribution paths were less certain. (Some of my favorites from the fest still don’t have distribution.) I think that, unless you have to cover those movies for traffic or editorial purposes, it’s utterly pointless to spend time seeing them at a festival when you could instead see something different, smaller, potentially more rewarding. Paul is going to open on almost 3,000 screens, and Source Code will see a similar wide release; there’s no such guarantee for the other movies, which makes it all the more vital to see them if/when you can.

That’s why I skipped the big narratives, as well as major documentaries like Conan O’Brien Can’t Stop and Morgan Spurlock’s The Greatest Movie Ever Sold. It’s not that I don’t want to see them (I do), or that I have doubts about their quality (I’m told they’re both wonderful). It’s that I know they’ll see release. The same can’t be said for some of the other films on my list.

Here’s what I saw:

  • Page One: A Year Inside the New York Times: A solid and engaging documentary about the Gray Lady, though I would’ve liked a bit more narrative structure.
  • New Jerusalem: A quietly observed and often beautiful film. Deliberately paced, but in a good way. Moving character study.
  • Turkey Bowl: My favorite narrative feature of the entire festival. Totally fun.
  • A Bag of Hammers: I actually walked out about an hour in. The two lead characters are inherently unlikable — they steal cars at funerals — and I don’t buy into scripts that give a jerk one quasi-sensitive scene and then expect him to be treated as a human. The tonal whiplash and maudlin sensibility didn’t do the flick any favors, either.
  • Wuss: A good premise — what happens when a weak teacher is pushed too far by a student? — but a middling execution. A dark comedy is still a comedy; this started out that way and slid into dull drama.
  • The Other F Word: Warm, funny, sweet, engaging, why aren’t you on Netflix saving this to your queue already?
  • Sound of My Voice: Totally compelling. Shot, acted, and directed with skill, and set up in a series of simple chapters, the narrative deals with a pair of documentarians trying to uncover the truth about a woman leading a cult in the San Fernando Valley. It played Sundance as well, but there’s still no distribution as of this writing.
  • Undefeated: A stirring, moving documentary about lower-income black students playing football in Memphis. I cried multiple times. It would take a man of stone not to.
  • Buck: Another thoroughly captivating doc, Buck follows horse trainer Buck Brannaman and explores his life, tragic childhood, and what makes a good horseman. Another real-life tearjerker, but never falsely manipulative.

I also had a chance to organize and sit on a panel this year, one I dubbed “You Are Not a Publicist: Criticism vs. Advertising.” It went well, with plenty of spirited discussion among the panelists and great questions from the audience. I also attended James Rocchi’s “From the Sausage Factory: Inside the Film Press” and Will Goss’ “The Blogger Centipede: How Content is Eroding Credibility.” They were both wonderful, and they offered plenty of talking points for people in our business. All three panels dealt with the same messy issues of credibility, integrity, and honesty in criticism and journalism, and they explored them from their own perspectives. I was honored to be involved in the fest this way, and to see my friends do the same. I’m not sure yet if official video will be put online, but here’s a clip someone shot at the “Blogger Centipede” panel:

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For Your Consideration

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I’ve submitted a panel idea for next year’s South by Southwest Film Festival. I want to talk about what it’s like to be a critic in the digital age, and how it’s tough to maintain balance when you’re beset by men and women willing to shill for a studio instead of honestly talk about a film. I go into slightly greater detail over at Pajiba, and I’ll likely promote this on multiple social networks in the coming weeks, but if you vote for me, I’d really appreciate it. You do have to register (small hassle, I know), but it only takes a moment, and you’d really be helping me out.
Click here to vote.

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