This time, no pussyfooting around (what, self wonders, is the origin of that word ‘pussyfooting’?), self will go directly to the list she stumbled across today, on The Daily Beast.
- Boyhood, directed by Richard Linklater. Wow, self has heard such great things about this movie. Read Sheila O’Malley’s dissection/praise of it, here.
- Snowpiercer, directed by South Korean filmmaker Bong Joon-Ho and starring, of all people, CHRIS EVANS! Frickin’ hot Captain America! It is science fiction, it is the year 2031, it is dystopian (Pardon self’s french: Dystopian is fast becoming the most-overused word in the movie reviewer’s lexicon)
- The Grand Budapest Hotel, directed of course by Wes Anderson and featuring not one but TWO pairs of bedroom eyes (Fiennes and Brody’s) and the best birthmark ever to appear in a supporting role in a movie — wait, didn’t this movie come out last year? Nevertheless. Self liked it. Onwards!
- The Raid 2, the first truly kick-ass action movie from Asia in a long, long time, and it’s from Indonesia. Self missed the sequel, but the first one was pulse-poundingly great. The first one was FIVE STARS!
- Ida, directed by Pawel Pawlikowski, and of course Polish. Set in 1960s Poland etc. Next!
- Only Lovers Left Alive, directed by Jim Jarmusch: A vampire movie! Directed by His Fabulousness! And starring Tom Hiddleston and Tilda Swinton! Sold!
- Manakamana, directed by Stephanie Spray and Pacho Velez: a documentary about various enlightenment seekers who make the pilgrimage to Nepal’s Manakamana temple. Self wants to see it. She may end up wanting to make the pilgrimage herself. But pilgrimages never quite come out the way self expects. She’s got the requisite curiosity, and that in spades, but travel tends to bring out the cynic in her.
- The Immigrant, directed by James Gray: Starring — oh no! — Joaquin Phoenix, an actor who has singularly failed to arouse even one iota of interest in self, not even when he played Johnny Cash and self ended up ferrying Niece G and a whole car full of Stanford freshmen to the Redwood City Bayshore Cinema to see Walk the Line. But why oh why is he paired with the lovely Marion Cotillard, an actress whose performance in that whale movie, Rust and Bone, the one where she played a whale trainer who loses her legs in a horrific accident in a Seaworld-like theme park, turned self into a sobbing mess for exactly three months — wow, this is a tough one. Jury’s still out on this one.
- Begin Again, directed by John Carney. Self saw this just yesterday. Of its inclusion in this list she can thus unequivocally say: YES! YES! YES! At first it would seem a most unlikely choice for one of The Daily Beast’s Best Movies (Thus Far) of 2014, because let’s just say Keira Knightley as a twee British singer who is done wrong by a self-absorbed boyfriend played by People’s Most Beautiful Person of 2013, Maroon Five front man Adam Levine, is not exactly what one automatically thinks of as “Best Movie” material, but what the hoo, self bit down her reservations and she ended up loving Mark Ruffalo’s performance (which was only to be expected), and she loved Keira Knightley’s performance, and she loved Hailee Seinfeld’s performance, and she even loved Adam Levine’s performance, and the only so-so performance came surprisingly from an actress self normally admires, Catherine Keener.
- Palo Alto, directed by Gia Coppola (granddaughter of Francis Ford), and based on the short story collection by that flake (who also happens to be a surprisingly good actor) James Franco. She is so tired of Franco’s ubiquitous talent, but yes she did indeed browse through this collection when she first saw it in Kepler’s, last year. And — self hates you, James Franco! Because the stories were quite good! Aaaargh! And self loves Mia Wasiwokska. Ever since she saw her in Cary Fukunaga’s Jane Eyre, and The Kids Are All Right.
- Life Itself, a documentary by Steve James, about the late great Roger Ebert. Of course self will see it. Of course.
- Neighbors, by Nicholas Forgetting Sarah Marshall Stoller. Self somehow missed this one when it came to the local cineplex. But she likes the premise. She even likes the cast (Rogen, Rose Byrne, the younger Franco, and Zac E)
- Dawn of the Planet of the Apes, directed by Matt Felicity Reeves: Oh yes, this was the movie self saw just the day before she saw Begin Again (Yes, self is quite a movie nut) and it was definitely great. Any movie in which the apes outshine Jason Clarke and Keri Russell is indisputably great. Kudos to Jason Clarke for not acting too hard. He has a real, shambling, laid-back charm. BTW, Keri Russell has very toned arms. Self found the sight of them a tad distracting. Because the actress obviously had to have put in many, many gym hours in order to get arms like those. And self wasn’t sure this was something Russell’s movie character might have done. (Anyone have the same reaction? Self, why must you always be such a nitpicker!)
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.