kiyoshi kurosawa and p.k. dick

Of all filmmakers, Kurosawa seems best able to express Dick's concept of the all-consuming, entropic "kipple" from Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? Kipple, less described by Dick than suggested - an off-stage, inevitable menace - is the trash and rubble and dust that will eventually consume our planet and smother civilization. This slow, waiting disaster, which is both "decay" and "nothing," also figures in Martian Time-Slip, Ubik, and others.

the revenge: a visit from fate (k kurosawa, 1997)

A Visit from Fate begins badly, with ominous synthesizer music suggesting Kurosawa’s worst film (that I’ve seen), his 1992 killer-thriller The Guard From Underground, as well as some cutting and blocking that feels arbitrary and clumsy. It gets better, although as far as shoestring-budgeted Kiyoshi Kurosawa-directed, Shô Aikawa-starring, Yakuza-related revenge thriller diptychs from the late 1990s are concerned, the back-to-back Eyes of the Spider / The Serpent’s Path are considerably more refined, although equal in both means and scale. Still, Kurosawa finds the quickest way to my heart by tempering his pictorial absurdities (such as a sequence, which is staged twice, involving the hero and the villain trying to shoot each other, over and over again, and missing completely) with unpredictable, organic compositions that seem ready to explode from every direction. For a director who seems to prefer contemplative distance, many of his frames feel uncomfortably intimate; to prefer sober, gray realism, many environments are comically over-cluttered; to prefer forensic precision, people are either invincible, or they clutch their bellies and keel over like Monty Python sketch victims. Police stations and gangland hideouts alike seem to be established in abandoned warehouses, run-down, neglected wharves, and other disreputable locales. A key death is brilliantly underplayed – emphasizing the convoluted set-up and kidnapping, misreporting the fact, and revealing the death nonchalantly, barely giving time to register the grief it causes. The players seem to run breathlessly, yet resignedly, to their next destination, barely making connections meet.

the revenge: the scar that never fades (k kurosawa, 1997)

Scar follows A Visit from Fate chronologically, and Shô Aikawa plays the same character in both, and the electronic score seems to be from the same source - but the similarities end there. Fate's clockwork structure was so tightly wound, even the characters themselves appeared to feel suffocated by the lack of available choices, staggering listlessly from point to point along a forced-jog itinerary to an inevitable, appropriate, yet ungratifying conclusion, Scar effectively throws the schedule into a ditch, eliminating not only the cathartic effect felt by an appropriate revenge killing (Fate already scouted this territory), but also the motive force driving the rogue ex-cop along his path. This time, the dour Anjo appears fixated, but on what, we're not sure - nor are we sure he's sure. He seems lost in a wilderness of dead leads, yellowed news articles (his job seems to involve piles of refuse and tossed-out stacks of magazines - a sanitation post, certainly, but doing what?), and when he finally (or not) tracks down the man who may have made the call to murder his wife, he finds an elderly, confused invalid who can barely speak. As the remnants of his will are slowly depleted, he spends the majority of his mornings, afternoons, evenings, and wee hours with a psychotically unstable yakuza, driving around in a filthy Toyota Celica convertible, watching the swaggering, temperamental enforcer lose his underlings to a rival cell. While Fate's elaborite machinery was governed by elemental boiling points, Scar is a study in narrative and emotional entropy, observing a closed system on its way into forgetting, heatless stasis.

nucingen house (ruiz, 2008)

Ruiz, no stranger to the haunted house (his 1979 masterpiece, Hypothesis of the Stolen Painting, is, among other things, a “wax museum” horror film), plays with the plasticity of the video medium with as much relish as he explores the boundaries of the subject and source material. Nucingen House seems only to tell its story (a man wins a country estate in a card game; its to-be-evicted residents resort to ghost stories and absurdities, perhaps to convince him to leave, perhaps simply because it’s a package deal) to keep up appearances, staking out a small square of narrative turf in order to explore what can be done with it. And he does a lot. Shooting on high-definition digital video, Ruiz measures the latitude encompassing the inappropriate and the genteel, savoring the textures of earth, wood, and foliage on the outside, lace, tapestry, and wallpaper on the inside. Ghosts appear and disappear, beautiful scenery is cut against ugliness and decay, while Ruiz finds room for a brain-eating zombie, doll violence, and identity confusion.

transformers: revenge of the fallen (bay, 2009)

So help me, it's completely awful and racist, but I enjoyed it at least as much as the more accomplished and "important" Avatar, and in terms of "action set pieces," I liked it more than The Hurt Locker.

knowing (proyas, 2009)

This is more like it. Working with a tremendously retarded script and an anemic and badly wigged Nicolas Cage, Alex Proyas (Dark City, I, Robot, Garage Days) nevertheless maintains unfailing point, managing the proceedings with nimbleness and striking visuals. The relentlessly beset "auteur theory" is often misstated to mean a director has total creative control or, more tempting to believe, an insurgent filtering effect on for-hire projects - in this case, however, as with untold many throughout the history of corporate-subsidized cinema, Proyas is not inhibited by obeying the rulebook, and in fact maximizes the visceral impact of the spectacle (the train, the crash, the conclusion) and weaves into the narrative a series of visual compositions that are far better than we could possibly have expected.

the wolfman (johnston, 2010)

For better or worse, Joe Johnston's ability to make creature-features that are in any way reliant on both atmosphere and shocks mark him as closer to Classical than most helmers on today's payroll. He has yet to make a good film, though, so ascribing this to him says less about his abilities than it does about my age; also, the fact that neither his sense of space nor his check-signers' CGI dressing seems to have advanced since Jumanji gives one the impression he's stuck in time. Several of his canted angles indicate a sense of humor, and he directs his players (Del Toro, Hopkins, Weaving) inward, which dulls the pain. Bad film, worthless aesthetically, but if you're forced into it, it's low in sodium.

if they had never stopped picking 10

If you are reading this article, it's about the Academy Awards.

If you are now still reading, you are almost certainly aware that the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences picked ten nominees for Best Picture this year, instead of their usual five. What you may not know is, this is pretty close to their original standard practice, at least during the AMPAS's formative years, back when they didn't know whether they were coming or going, coming up with two Picture categories, calling it Production instead of Picture, nominating three films, thirteen films, eight films, allowing write-in candidates, allowing extras to vote, banning extras from voting, basically writing and deleting rules and regulations like it was going out of style. By 1934 they had decided on ten...ish nominees, and only stopped after Casablanca won in 1943. When Wilson went up against Going My Way in 1944, they only had three other films in competition - not eight.

One may reasonably ask, what would have happened if, during the 1944-2008 period, they'd stuck it out with ten nominees?

The answer is not as simple as you think. A backwards glance across the history of the Academy voting body's choices always give us film buff types the temptation to make mental corrections. "No to Gigi, yes to Vertigo. How Green Was My Valley over Citizen Kane? Scandal! They nominated Dennis Hopper for Hoosiers and not Blue Velvet?!" The outrages are immeasurable.

The guesswork, however, must take into account not what we would pick if we were given a time machine and some well-rehearsed Oscar campaigns. ("You may not know it now, poor folk, but Bresson's Au hasard, Balthazar is a far better film than A Man for All Seasons. If you will allow me to explain...") What we'll instead speculate upon is what they were thinking at the time, based on the laurels and reputations and grosses of that specific year.

A few structuring principles seem to be in place:

1. Foreign language films, with a handful of exceptions, were consistently shut out of the Best Picture race. Even with a Director nomination. (The Director nomination was frequently used as a "this is pretty much all we can do for you, Mr. Fellini" award.) I think this pattern will hold, even with five extra slots. Not always - as I will indicate - but for the most part. Remember: directors choose Director nominees, whereas a wider pool picked for Picture. And directors think about things like...direction. Not just explosions and sexy closeups and whatnot.
2. During the 1932-1944 period, Director-nominated films almost always got a Picture nomination. A mere two exceptions - Angels With Dirty Faces, My Man Godfrey - prove the rule.
3. Box office domination - as long as the critics were at least grudgingly kind - runs roughshod over arthouse hotness. In other words, in the eyes of the Academy, James Cameron > Michael Bay > Marguerite Duras. (Fear not, your head will stop hurting in a few hours.)
4. VERY VERY VERY RARELY, after the early, which-way-is-up years, do we see a movie get a Picture nomination and nothing else. To date, it hasn't happened since One Foot in Heaven (1941). Since 1941, only four Picture candidates have been limited to one other nominated category: Decision Before Dawn (1951), Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994), A Serious Man (2009), and The Blind Side (2009). That's right - two from the year of the "return of ten," the other two spread across a span of seven decades.
5. or 4b, if you will: to find the "phantom five," we'd do well to look at the other categories' nominees. The closer to a fuller pattern of actors, directors, writers, and cinematographers, the better. The more a film resembles what happened to Dreamgirls (2006) or Das Boot (1982), the safer the bet it would have rounded out the bottom ten.

Apart from that, it's several dozen shots in the dark. I can't claim to detect, with pinpoint accuracy, the Serious Man of 1958 or the Blind Side of 1977. It's a crapshoot. That said, using the above guidelines, and waaaaay too much free time, I've put together my guesses.

2008
- THE DARK KNIGHT
- WALL-E
- DOUBT
- IRON MAN
- THE WRESTLER

2007
- THE DIVING BELL AND THE BUTTERFLY
- RATATOUILLE
- AMERICAN GANGSTER
- INTO THE WILD
- THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM

2006
- BLOOD DIAMOND
- DREAMGIRLS
- UNITED 93
- PAN’S LABYRINTH
- CHILDREN OF MEN

2005
- WALK THE LINE
- SYRIANA
- A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE
- MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA
- CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH, AND THE WARDROBE

2004
- ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND
- VERA DRAKE
- COLLATERAL
- THE PASSION OF THE CHRIST
- KINSEY

2003
- COLD MOUNTAIN
- IN AMERICA
- THE HOUSE OF SAND AND FOG
- PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: CURSE OF THE BLACK PEARL
- THE LAST SAMURAI

2002
- ABOUT SCHMIDT
- ADAPTATION
- ROAD TO PERDITION
- MY BIG FAT GREEK WEDDING
- FAR FROM HEAVEN

2001
- ALI
- IRIS
- BLACK HAWK DOWN
- MEMENTO
- HARRY POTTER AND THE SORCERER’S STONE

2000
- ALMOST FAMOUS
- POLLOCK
- QUILLS
- YOU CAN COUNT ON ME
- REQUIEM FOR A DREAM

1999
- THE HURRICANE
- BEING JOHN MALKOVICH
- TOPSY-TURVY
- THE MATRIX
- THE TALENTED MR. RIPLEY

1998
- GODS AND MONSTERS
- A CIVIL ACTION
- PLEASANTVILLE
- A SIMPLE PLAN
- THE TRUMAN SHOW

1997
- THE APOSTLE
- WAG THE DOG
- MRS. BROWN
- AMISTAD
- THE SWEET HEREAFTER

1996
- THE PEOPLE VS. LARRY FLYNT
- BREAKING THE WAVES
- LONE STAR
- HAMLET
- EVITA

1995
- DEAD MAN WALKING
- LEAVING LAS VEGAS
- NIXON
- MR. HOLLAND’S OPUS
- THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY

1994
- NOBODY’S FOOL
- THE MADNESS OF KING GEORGE
- BULLETS OVER BROADWAY
- ED WOOD
- LEGENDS OF THE FALL

1993
- WHAT’S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT?
- PHILADELPHIA
- SHADOWLANDS
- IN THE LINE OF FIRE
- SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE

1992
- THE PLAYER
- CHAPLIN
- LORENZO’S OIL
- A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT
- BRAM STOKER’S DRACULA

1991
- CAPE FEAR
- THELMA & LOUISE
- THE FISHER KING
- FRIED GREEN TOMATOES
- TERMINATOR 2: JUDGMENT DAY

1990
- PRETTY WOMAN
- THE GRIFTERS
- DICK TRACY
- REVERSAL OF FORTUNE
- HOME ALONE

1989
- CRIMES AND MISDEMEANORS
- PARENTHOOD
- STEEL MAGNOLIAS
- WHEN HARRY MET SALLY…
- GLORY

1988
- A FISH CALLED WANDA
- MARRIED TO THE MOB
- BIG
- BULL DURHAM
- WHO FRAMED ROGER RABBIT?

1987
- EMPIRE OF THE SUN
- GOOD MORNING, VIETNAM
- IRONWEED
- AU REVOIR LES ENFANTS
- RADIO DAYS

1986
- THE COLOR OF MONEY
- ALIENS
- PEGGY SUE GOT MARRIED
- HOOSIERS
- TOP GUN

1985
- BACK TO THE FUTURE
- SILVERADO
- RAN
- THE OFFICIAL STORY
- THE TRIP TO BOUNTIFUL

1984
- THE RIVER
- GREYSTOKE: THE LEGEND OF TARZAN
- THE KARATE KID
- THE NATURAL
- SPLASH

1983
- EDUCATING RITA
- FANNY AND ALEXANDER
- SILKWOOD
- FLASHDANCE
- WARGAMES

1982
- AN OFFICER AND A GENTLEMAN
- SOPHIE’S CHOICE
- THE WORLD ACCORDING TO GARP
- DAS BOOT
- VICTOR VICTORIA

1981
- ARTHUR
- ABSENCE OF MALICE
- THE FRENCH LIEUTENANT’S WOMAN
- ONLY WHEN I LAUGH
- RAGTIME

1980
- THE GREAT SANTINI
- THE STUNT MAN
- PRIVATE BENJAMIN
- MELVIN AND HOWARD
- FAME

1979
- BEING THERE
- THE CHINA SYNDROME
- LA CAGE AUX FOLLES
- MANHATTAN
- THE BLACK STALLION

1978
- GREASE
- SAME TIME, NEXT YEAR
- INTERIORS
- CALIFORNIA SUITE
- SUPERMAN

1977
- CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD KIND
- EQUUS
- OH, GOD!
- SMOKEY AND THE BANDIT
- SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER

1976
- SEVEN WOMEN
- BOUND FOR GLORY
- MARATHON MAN
- A STAR IS BORN
- KING KONG

1975
- DAY OF THE LOCUST
- SHAMPOO
- THE SUNSHINE BOYS
- THE MAN WHO WOULD BE KING
- AMARCORD

1974
- MURDER ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS
- BLAZING SADDLES
- DAY FOR NIGHT
- ALICE DOESN’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE
- EARTHQUAKE

1973
- THE WAY WE WERE
- LAST TANGO IN PARIS
- THE LAST DETAIL
- SAVE THE TIGER
- THE PAPER CHASE

1972
- SLEUTH
- LADY SINGS THE BLUES
- THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE
- TRAVELS WITH MY AUNT
- BUTTERFLIES ARE FREE

1971
- SUNDAY, BLOODY SUNDAY
- KLUTE
- THE HOSPITAL
- SUMMER OF ‘42
- MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS

1970
- RYAN’S DAUGHTER
- WOMEN IN LOVE
- I NEVER SANG FOR MY FATHER
- TORA! TORA! TORA!
- LOVERS AND OTHER STRANGERS

1969
- TRUE GRIT
- GOODBYE, MR. CHIPS
- THEY SHOOT HORSES, DON’T THEY?
- EASY RIDER
- BOB & CAROL & TED & ALICE

1968
- 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY
- THE SUBJECT WAS ROSES
- THE PRODUCERS
- ROSEMARY’S BABY
- THE THOMAS CROWN AFFAIR

1967
- COOL HAND LUKE
- THOROUGHLY MODERN MILLIE
- THE DIRTY DOZEN
- IN COLD BLOOD
- CAMELOT

1966
- A MAN AND A WOMAN
- BLOW-UP
- THE FORTUNE COOKIE
- THE PROFESSIONALS
- FANTASTIC VOYAGE

1965
- THE COLLECTOR
- THE PAWNBROKER
- CAT BALLOU
- A PATCH OF BLUE
- THE GREAT RACE

1964
- THE UNSINKABLE MOLLY BROWN
- FATHER GOOSE
- A HARD DAY'S NIGHT
- SEVEN DAYS IN MAY
- HUSH…HUSH, SWEET CHARLOTTE

1963
- HUD
- IRMA LA DOUCE
- THE CARDINAL
- 8 ½
- THE GREAT ESCAPE

1962
- DAYS OF WINE AND ROSES
- BIRDMAN OF ALCATRAZ
- THE MIRACLE WORKER
- SWEET BIRD OF YOUTH
- WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO BABY JANE?

1961
- BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S
- SPLENDOR IN THE GRASS
- THE CHIDREN’S HOUR
- LA DOLCE VITA
- FLOWER DRUM SONG

1960
- INHERIT THE WIND
- NEVER ON SUNDAY
- EXODUS
- PSYCHO
- SPARTACUS

1959
- SUDDENLY, LAST SUMMER
- NORTH BY NORTHWEST
- IMITATION OF LIFE
- THE 400 BLOWS
- ON THE BEACH

1958
- SOME CAME RUNNING
- THE OLD MAN AND THE SEA
- I WANT TO LIVE!
- THE INN OF THE SIXTH HAPPINESS
- SOUTH PACIFIC

1957
- WILD IS THE WIND
- HEAVEN KNOWS, MR. ALLISON
- AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER
- FUNNY FACE
- THE THREE FACES OF EVE

1956
- LUST FOR LIFE
- ANASTASIA
- WRITTEN ON THE WIND
- BABY DOLL
- WAR AND PEACE

1955
- EAST OF EDEN
- BAD DAY AT BLACK ROCK
- LOVE ME OR LEAVE ME
- I’LL CRY TOMORROW
- REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE

1954
- A STAR IS BORN
- REAR WINDOW
- MAGNIFICENT OBSESSION
- THE HIGH AND THE MIGHTY
- SABRINA

1953
- STALAG 17
- THE MOON IS BLUE
- LILI
- MOGAMBO
- TITANIC

1952
- THE BAD AND THE BEAUTIFUL
- VIVA ZAPATA!
- COME BACK, LITTLE SHEBA
- THE SNOWS OF KILIMANJARO
- WITH A SONG IN MY HEART

1951
- THE AFRICAN QUEEN
- DEATH OF A SALESMAN
- DETECTIVE STORY
- WHEN WORLDS OLLIDE
- DAVID AND BATHSHEBA

1950
- HARVEY
- THE ASPHALT JUNGLE
- THE THIRD MAN
- ADAM’S RIB
- SAMSON AND DELILAH

1949
- CHAMPION
- PINKY
- COME TO THE STABLE
- THE FALLEN IDOL
- SANDS OF IWO JIMA

1948
- THE SEARCH
- SITTING PRETTY
- JOAN OF ARC
- SORRY, WRONG NUMBER
- I REMEMBER MAMA

1947
- A DOUBLE LIFE
- BODY AND SOUL
- THE FARMER’S DAUGHTER
- KISS OF DEATH
- BLACK NARCISSUS

1946
- THE JOLSON STORY
- BRIEF ENCOUNTER
- DUEL IN THE SUN
- ANNA AND THE KING OF SIAM
- THE KILLERS

1945
- THE KEYS OF THE KINGDOM
- LEAVE HER TO HEAVEN
- NATIONAL VELVET
- THE SOUTHERNER
- A SONG TO REMEMBER

1944
- NONE BUT THE LONELY HEART
- LAURA
- LIFEBOAT
- MEET ME IN ST. LOUIS
- COVER GIRL

precious: based on the novel push by sapphire (daniels, 2009)

The film's market presence sends mixed signals: on the one hand, I'm supposed to like it, and on the other hand, it inspires craven fear and nameless loathing. Reality finds itself, anticlimactically, right in the center. Lee Daniels' debut feature, all over the place in terms of aesthetic choices (symptomatic of a failure to decide whether it depicts a state of mind or frames its heroine's plight for maximum melodramatic gratification) is a bit of a chore, but it's not a Crash-grade pain in the ass, and its best scenes aren't the ones you've heard about (the television, the De Sica film, the sweaty molestation number) but, rather, almost any scene involving Clarice's "Each One Teach One" peers. Similar to Laurent Cantet's award-winning The Class (Entre les murs), but nowhere near as freighted with dramatic anticipation, the classroom scenes in Precious are buoyant and funny and lack the "this is how you should feel about the character" programming that Daniels feels we need to grope stupidly through the rest of the film.

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Afterward, I snuck into An Education (Lone Scherfig, 2009), but fled within the first ten minutes - I believe David was still taking Jenny home from her cello rehearsal. Although I have yet to cast off my "Oscar completist" cloak, movies like this certainly make for strong enticement. Not witty at all but so clearly pleased with itself (you ask, how can you tell? when the characters laugh at each other's "jokes," which aren't jokes at all but pleasantries with a little warbly fucking trill emerging from their complacent, asking-to-be-slit throats), harmless, limp, and practically maps out the entire rest of the film (I looked it up on the internet, to be sure), so there was no need to endure the pain of sticking around. If, when the film is released on Blu-ray, I buck up and decide that I have the courage to go at it a second time, I doubt I will be able to watch the whole film without checking my e-mail every 5-10 minutes. Because it's just that kind of wet, flavorless mulch of a film.

where i've been of late

I was alarmed (and flattered) that I've recently been added to the 'blog directory' of two writers I like a lot: Zach Campbell and Dave Kehr. Under the presumption, then, that folks are going from their sites to mine, I decided a few words of intro were in order. Following the New Year, I've spent most of my time - that is to say, time not spent at work or sleeping, which is very little time indeed - emitting personal opinions and close readings and stray remarks and whatnot via a handful of outlets. While Out, Damned Spot! was intended to be, and should remain, my number one outlet for movie reviews, I don't always write movie reviews, so what I say elsewhere is appropriate for those spaces. If you're of a mind to track the things I say (and thank you!), please do so at:

1. Facebook - it's a social network, so I use it for socializing and networking, on personal and professional levels.
2. Twitter - Whenever I don't have much to say (which is often) but I want to say it, anyhow.
3. Unexamined Essentials - my 800-lb baby of 2010. Through the end of this year, you can expect it'll just be a list of must-see films (omitting the obvious "greats"), but after we turn the corner on 2011, I will begin posting woooords as well. So stay tuned for that.

That's pretty much it.

darling lili (edwards, 1970)

Cut and pasted directly from Facebook - just discovered they have a 420 character limit. Grumble.

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The rest of DARLING LILI (Blake Edwards, 1970) - as expected, not Edwards's best work. But his unusual cutting is always compelling - a character will say a few words, and those words will "incite" a sudden and very vivid cut that will propel the story forward. This is familiar to most moviegoers as the "There's no way in hell" cut, i.e. "There's no way in hell I'm mowing the lawn," which immediately cuts to the speaker mowing the lawn. Only thing is, Edwards removes the joke and uses the effect for general purpose transitioning. Weariness of the cliche vanishes as it's not a nudge to the ribs so much as a shock to the retina.

The climactic scene (before the final number - a reprise of the opening) is nearly wordless and it's fantastic as well. Big-picture-wise it's hard to argue in the film's favor, but if you're aware of how deeply disgruntled Edwards was in making DARLING LILI (it inspired him to make S.O.B.), you have to applaud whatever he managed to sneak into it.

unexamined essentials: 2002

2002 comes back to life on Unexamined Essentials.

unexamined essentials: 2004 and 2003

While UE has not taken over as my main blog outlet, it has certainly taken over my time. Which I'm okay with. This is fun.

Unexamined Essentials 2004 and 2003 are in full effect!

unexamined essentials: 2005

If anyone has figured out how this directory is going to be unveiled, based on the present release tempo (one year's list every three days, no more than ten per month), you are likely already aware: I'm f***ing serious, I mean to take this into the dawn of cinema. Until then, it's only bleedin' January 13, which means it's time for Unexamined Essentials: 2005!

strange how the night moves

As the news of the death of Eric Rohmer swept through the interwebs, I encountered several tributes to the legendary filmmaker, most good, some very moving, a handful (to put it delicately) off-message. I felt I could best pay tribute by continuing my advocacy for his films, in my own small, quiet way (including coverage in my ongoing Unexamined Essentials directory). It also happened that I noted, as many did, that one of the unfortunate after-effects of the news of his passing was the bandying-about of a quote from Arthur Penn's Night Moves. You've all heard or read this quote, it goes something like this: "I saw a Rohmer film once. It was kind of like watching paint dry."

While I recognize that the line's context may change its impact, I don't agree that it scales back the stupidity of its message. A writer doesn't just invent a line like that without a wee bit of him genuinely feeling it, and, regrettably, a lot of people's feelings about Rohmer - in their brief encounters, no doubt - are reflected accurately by Hackman's dismissal, however it was couched by the script. (Hence the legacy of the line.) As a line of dialogue, its context transforms it from direct commentary to weighted dialogue because that's something screenwriters do. Godard is one of the only filmmakers who issue raw praise or dismissal to filmmakers in spoken dialogue, and even in Godardworld, nothing is un-complex.

But I wasn't incensed by Night Moves so much as annoyed by those who picked up the line and waved it about as their only response to Rohmer's passing.

My response was to try my hand at creating a trend on the social network Twitter, reconfiguring the line to fit different filmmakers and creating a meme with the hash, #nightmoves. I asked three friends/colleagues to take part, and two of them, David Cairns and Michael Sicinski, did so, admirably. (The third, with whom I spoke via private message, declined respectfully, but said he thought the contributions so far were pretty funny.) I intended my own "Tweets" to serve as praise for a few filmmakers I like a lot, saving a jab at Rob Cohen (Stealth, xXx, The Skulls) for the finish.

Other friends joined, as did their friends and followers, and the meme turned into an alarming, albeit small-scale, success. The overall quality of meme contributions had about the same good-bad-ugly ratio as the Rohmer tributes. The ones I liked best tackled the formal and stylistic characteristics of various mainstream and experimental filmmakers; the moderately successful tersely summed up a director's themes; the worst usually made lazy references to a single film's content. (My favorite, despite stiff competition from M. Sicinski and M. Cairns, was filmmaker Sky Hirschkron's "It was kind of like watching paint dry. I saw an Alejandro González Iñárritu film once.") I didn't mind a single one, the thing grew and mutated within the social network as these things will, and now it's mostly run its course.

Seattle critic and editor of Roger Ebert's blog, Jim Emerson, took notice of the meme and wrote about it. I was completely flattered - even though he didn't credit me (I didn't think we're supposed to credit Twitter-meme-starters...the papyrus flitters by too quickly) as its author. I have read his piece twice, and I'm still not sure whether Emerson thinks the pre-meme people who responded to the news of Rohmer's passing by citing the Night Moves line and going on about their day were acting out of ignorance (in which case he'd be dead right), or that the people who contributed to my meme missed the point of the line's place in Night Moves (in which case he'd be wrong, at least about me and a few others who appreciate Penn's work, if guardedly). Ebert and Emerson seem to have their hands full, as any bloggers who seek to cover the cinematic and political waterfront will, so if the pair spends more time on Sarah Palin's insanity than on little ol' me, I won't complain.

Emerson's piece contains two items of great value: (1) Rohmer's reaction to the line from the Penn film (which he hadn't seen), and (2) a few words that explained the context of the line within the film. I don't agree that Night Moves is a great film, but I appreciate that Emerson does. Now that I have established the context around why I kickstarted the #nightmoves meme, I hope he understands my intentions as I understand them.

2005 Unexamined Essentials goes live one minute after midnight, tonight.

EDIT: I reached out to Mr. Emerson, who has since acknowledged my trailblazing work in creating a 27-hour Twitter meme. Jokes aside, I think we're on the same page regarding Rohmer. Which is very cool.

unexamined essentials: 2006

What's past is prologue on Unexamined Essentials, 2006 edition.

unexamined essentials: 2007

2007 is live on Unexamined Essentials.

unexamined essentials: 2008

2008, now playing on Unexamined Essentials.

unexamined essentials: 2009

2009 is dead!

Long live 2009!

1 russian ark (sokurov, 2002)

Now that this is done, 2009 is nearly done. As I've mentioned a few times, I don't put much stock in the order of this list, except in broad strokes, i.e. 1 is better than 20, 20 better than 40, and so on. I just love all these darned movies. Even - or should I say especially - the ones that were poorly received, or ignored, during their release.

There are a few exclusions that deserve mention:

The Wire [TV] - television work was deliberately excluded, although a few memorable and brilliant passages come to mind, in particular Joe Dante's "Homecoming" episode of the Masters of Horror anthology on Showtime, and two episodes from the fourth season of The Office: "Travelling Salesmen" and "The Return," which deserve mention as one unit since they aired consecutively and essentially comprise a two-parter, anyhow. (And, as a two-parter, is awesome in every conceivable way: direction, performances, character development, new spaces explored (Dwight at Staples), and emotional truth.) Above all else, however, is the 5-season, multilayered, always complex and riveting HBO series, The Wire. It would make the top ten, easily.

The Road (Hillcoat, 2009) - my encounter with John Hillcoat's brilliant arrival - if The Proposition was his calling card - occurred while this list was over half completed. It would be a strong contender for the top ten listees, but, alas, it's a little late to tear it down and rebuild it.

A Christmas Carol (Zemeckis, 2009) - same situation, although not with the same degree of force and enthusiasm as with The Road. If I rebuilt the list, it would go somewhere in the 40s or 50s. Wrote about it here.