1982: The Thing (John Carpenter)
Let me start by admitting that I really don't know this year or next year's film all that well. I've only seen each of them once, and it's been many years. But I'll do my best to recollect.
I grew up in Shreveport, Louisiana where it would only snow and stick about once every five years. So snow was always a major event and a magical time. I've decided that this experience has spilled over into my film-watching and I now have a real affinity for films with snow. Fargo, Affliction, The Sweet Hereafter, McCabe & Mrs. Miller, Nightfall, and On Dangerous Ground all rank among my favorites. And of course all contain some scenes with snow.
I don't want to undersell The Thing as simply being a film that has snow so therefore I like it. It also features one of my favorite Kurt Russell performances, a contained dread similar to what Ridley Scott provided in the first Alien, and one of the most sustained and beautiful cold color palettes of any movie I've ever seen.
I don't know Carpenter's body of work as well as I would like. But this one, along with Halloween and Assault on Precinct 13, definitely make me want to do something about that very soon.
Other contenders for 1982: I still have some things to see from this year. These include: David Cronenberg's Videodrome, Sidney Lumet's The Verdict, Eric Rohmer's Le beau mariage, Ingmar Bergman's Fanny and Alexander, Werner Herzog's Fitzcarraldo, and Shohei Imamura's The Ballad of Narayama. I need to revisit Costa-Gavras' Missing as it's been too long since I've seen it to know where it'd place on this list. And my closest runner-up is Wim Wenders' The State of Things.
1/9/11 I watched Jean-Luc Godard's Passion. Definitely part of his latter, more difficult period. Not as user-friendly, not as readily accessible. Godard proves though that he has eye for nature that's as strong as anyone's, and his feel for the female body is really special here. But it's still too enigmatic for me to fully connect and embrace.
4/27/11 I watched Tobe Hooper's Poltergeist. It still holds up pretty well, and is as interesting to me as a slice of life in the early eighties as it is anything else. The casting's quite good (I'll admit a slight crush on JoBeth Williams), and the opening act very strong. Just didn't always completely hold my attention.
5/16/11 I watched Ingmar Bergman's Fanny and Alexander. Some of it is among the most lush and sensual filmmaking I've ever seen, and these sections are quite tremendous. The more harsh, ascetic Bergman justaposes though in a way that I find more detracting than fulfilling.
8/23/11 I watched Werner Herzog's Fitzcarraldo. Part of that unique genre, "extreme film", along with works such as Apocalypse Now and Sorcerer. These films all show filmmakers willing to travel to dangerous lengths to paint unprecedented canvases and test their own abilities as storytellers and dream purveyors. Herzog's film might feel slightly disjointed at times. But the scope at which he is working and the heart that drives both him and Fitzcarraldo allow this film to rise memorably above any shortcomings. A classic of the genre, and probably about as personal as Herzog's work can ever be.
3/2/15 I watched Sidney Lumet's The Verdict. My first-time viewing of this very well respected courtroom pic proved to be mostly memorable even if I was reminded again of my lukewarm feelings about Lumet as a filmmaker. I like his approach as an invisible director and working with a fairly intelligent script and a mostly top-level cast, Lumet lends the courthouse genre intelligence and art. This film feels a bit elliptical and hazy like some of the great American work of the seventies yet I always have this feeling that either Lumet is too restrained to reach the great artistic heights of some of his peers or too proud to give us the cheap thrills of the standard Hollywood courtroom pic. And so what we end up with is something in between that is never entirely satisfying as transcendent art or entertainment.
5/23/15 I watched Ron Howard's Night Shift. What is most surprising is how loose and playful this early Howard work is compared to where he would venture later on in his career. Keaton is clearly hungry and this is a star performance. But the entire thing just feels kind of like a throwaway.
1/10/16 I watched Robert Altman's Come Back to the Five and Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean. A very interesting film when considered among the rest of Altman's body of work. It is wistful, dreamy, and full of Altman's unique stylings such as slow zooms and multi-track dialogue. I have never seen his early James Dean film but I find it interesting that he made two films that revolve somewhat around the young actor. Feels like a final film, like a Gertrud or a Rio Lobo, extraordinarily confident, staunchly uncommercial and focused on the past while doubtful of any future.
3/8/16 I watched Joe Layton's Richard Pryor: Live on the Sunset Strip. Nowhere near as transcendent or funny as Pryor's 1979 concert film. This show finds Pryor post-freebasing event where he almost burned himself to death. Apparently he did this show twice, the previous night was hailed as his comeback and it fell flat so he invited everyone back for free the following night. Pryor still has the gift of gab and his genius reveals itself intermittently but anyone really wanting to know his true greatness should start with the '79 standup.
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