Advertisement

The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Cars, swingers, and infinite jest -- it's sure been a wild and slippery six months

Advertisement
Advertisement

film logo cos e1434985525676 The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)Justin Gerber (JG): Bill Watterson said it best: “It’s a cruel season that makes you get ready for bed while it’s light out.” On a clear summer day in Chicago, it can stay light out until nine in the evening. All we want to do is stay up and head out for as long as the weather will permit, finding the occasional break in an air-conditioned theater where we can enjoy the best Hollywood has to offer. Unfortunately, Hollywood hasn’t had a lot to offer us in 2015, and it’s half over.

That doesn’t mean big studio pictures haven’t delivered at all. In this list, you’ll find a few big-budget tentpole films that lived up to or even surpassed our expectations. However, most movies that made the early cut have not yet received a wide release. Fear not. In the next few months, most of these will make their way to a theater near you or, at the very least, an OnDemand channel in your own house. It won’t matter whether the sun sets at five or nine. You’ll want to get indoors to check out this solid selection of the best 2015 has had to offer from January through June.

We’re going to begin with a roundtable discussing the past six months in film, movies each of us personally enjoyed but didn’t make the cut, and will then cap it off with what we think are the 10 best films of 2015 so far. I’d like to lead off with this: We’re used to the early months of the year acting as a dumping ground for movies that studios are trying to get rid of. Unfortunately, the summer movie season has also been lacking in quality for the most part, box office numbers be damned. With that in mind, what is your take on the year so far?

ex machina The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Dominick Suzanne-Mayer (DS): The thing I noticed when putting a list together was that there have been a handful of substantially excellent, noteworthy films this year. They’ve just been surrounded by a preponderance of shit of varied viscosities. The post-Oscar season is always unkind to the arthouse circuit, and “dump month” was especially dumpy this year. When we as an editorial staff had to have a very serious discussion about whether Paul Blart: Mall Cop 2 was among the biggest April releases, that’s a rough movie year. The most interesting thing that happened, film-wise, over the first two months of this year was Fifty Shades of Grey, a film that shattered records and inspired a million thinkpieces and, four months later, seems to have been collectively forgotten until the next installment.

I actually think that’s pretty telling about what the “problem,” such as it might be, is with 2015’s film crop so far. We’re now knee-deep in film’s “universe” generation, when virtually any mainstream studio property that costs any notable amount of money is being made with the immediate goal of sequels and spin-offs in mind. Don’t get me wrong, I greatly enjoyed Furious 7, but let’s not be naive about the fact that it’s also a movie designed to keep the wheels turning (heh) at Universal; combine that with Jurassic World, and that studio’s having a pretty great year for billion-dollar properties. A lot of the films that made our list don’t really fit into that mold; shockingly, a gaggle of film critics liked a fair number of small releases more than their oversized counterparts.

furious 7 The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

But what’s been interesting is how a lot of the most hotly debated properties this year so far have been, well, unremarkable. This isn’t necessarily a judgment of quality, as much as it can avoid being one anyway, but a marker of how homogenous big-ticket production is becoming. It’s not as though Jurassic World was an egregious failure on the level of, say, Catwoman, but a majority of the staff left with the impression of a totally average movie. Same goes for a lot of what’s come out this summer thus far, hit or flop: Age of Ultron, Tomorrowland, San Andreas.

The closest thing to a truly outsized bomb was Jupiter Ascending, and even that’s a movie that’s more baffling than it’s a truly memorable failure. (Your mileage may vary, but I’m a staunch Wachowskis apologist, for my sins.) We’re in a new blockbuster age now, where the stakes are higher than they’ve ever been. And if this time last year we were talking about which movies might be the likeliest to bring down a studio, well, so far the doomsayers have been proven wrong. But that doesn’t mean that the tides won’t turn soon; I’m still convinced they will.

tomorrowworld The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Blake Goble (BG): You hear that Disney’s going to have to take something like a $150 million write-off on Tomorrowland? Warner pretty much cut the cord between themselves and the Wachowskis after Jupiter Ascending, and they’ve retreated to Netflix with that new age spiritual sci-fi stuff. But Dom, I’m glad somebody (you) got joy from space lizard people and Eddie Redmayne in a vampire cape. Okay, that was mean, but I make this dig all the time: properties and big budgets only make for more headaches; studios could stand to simplify their sci-fi. Their anything, really.

Hello, Ex Machina! Mind you, this film is simple in the sense that it’s a small-scale production with nominal effects. There are no kabooms, battles, or set pieces — nope, just a house; internal, ethical, logical battles; and a few well-placed narrative shocks. It had grand ideas about modern technological innovations, with a high focus on the singularity and Turing tests, but it was able to use its words so vivaciously and viscerally.

The New Girlfriend, François Ozon film

The small stuff is just easier to succeed with, and more rewarding. Some of the best films so far this year, on our list at least, were decidedly minute (although don’t let Inside Out’s $175 million budget fool you; Pixar’s just good at its job). By having more concise concepts and themes, movies like Francois Ozon’s The New Girlfriend could show us the universe of emotions between two people understanding gender. Albert Maysles’ final documentary, Iris, was able to flourish by focusing on an eccentric genius. Same could be said of Bill Pohlad’s moving biopic, Love & Mercy.

By zeroing in on the inner workings and monologues of individual people and their feelings, the best stuff came to screen. Even Spy prospered greatly because we were able to follow and care about Melissa McCarthy’s evolution and action revolution in that movie. Come to think of it, the best movies so far this year had a strong focal point, usually with real character development. What in the hell was any Avenger at any time feeling in that movie? What was Paul Blart’s motivation besides trying to kill me? Yes, I mean that literally.

blart e1429283583633 The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Michael Roffman (MR): Watching the box office receipts and the positive reviews for Jurassic World pour in crushed my soul. It’s further proof that filmgoers really do want to check their brain at the door and that brainless blockbusters might be the only way to get major audiences into theaters anymore. But really, and this will sound crass on my behalf, I was more disappointed with critics than anyone else. So many heroes of mine were crumpling up their expulsion notices and giving hall passes to Colin Trevorrow’s mess of a sequel under the guise that it’s just dumb fun. Is that really an excuse anymore?

Writer Matt Singer put it best last week in his editorial for Screen Crush titled “Stop Telling Me to Turn My Brain Off at Movies”. “The only argument I automatically reject on principle is ‘turn off your brain.’ If the only way to enjoy something is to turn your brain off, then it probably isn’t very good,” he writes, extolling on the asinine writing and plotting of Jurassic World. He concludes, “We should demand more from films. Instead of asking viewers to turn their brains off, how about we ask the people who make these things to turn their brains on?” Perhaps that’s easier said than done.

Jurassic World park

Granted, summer blockbusters have been “dumb fun” for decades, but the ones we typically remember best had some ingenuity or signature craft to them at the very least. To borrow a word from Blake, the blockbusters today capitalize too much on the “kaboom,” which is why so many likely left that Avengers sequel scrambling for Valium or Midol. Or, simply avoided it altogether. What’s worse, the “kaboom” is typically linked to several other “kaboom”s, as Justin Gerber lamented in his recent op-ed, “Franchise Storytelling Must Be Stopped”, which brushes on the nagging corporatization of filmmaking.

That’s why Mad Max: Fury Road was such a relief. It was smart, but also free from the shackles of any franchise despite being, yes, a sequel some 20-something years in the making. Not once does that film feel the need to berate its audiences with exhaustive exposition or campaign action figures or Hallmark drama. It’s a rugged action-adventure that knows what it is and attempts first and foremost to be a great film. (It also looked real, which apparently has become something of a demand these days.) In some respects, it was a marketing nightmare: a post-apocalyptic hell where ruthless men are taken down by the very women they’re attempting to ravage and imprison. You could almost hear the suits shivering.

mad max

Outside of Max, the real hope, I’ve discovered, lies in film festivals. Similar to the music industry, it would appear that the film festival has become this de facto savior for legitimate, cutthroat filmmaking. For one, they can anchor the festivals with Big Movies and surround them with what producers might consider “experiments.” Looking at my own top 10, the majority of them all come from either Sundance or South by Southwest or the Chicago Critics Film Festival. And thank god it appears that many of them are going to have a life beyond those exclusive screenings.

Okay, I think I’ve ranted enough for now…

Rebecca Bulnes (RB): The thing that really frustrates me about the escapist mentality of “turning your brain off” at the movies is that it almost assumes it’s hard work to enjoy a non-Jurassic World-type summer film. As if the general public won’t survive as moviegoers without the comfort of a carefully quilted franchise blanket to hold on to. It’s like great, subversive festival flicks are some dark and ominous forest, and summer blockbusters are the breadcrumbs to lead an audience back to what is known and what is deemed “fun.” It seems to imply that what is “different” and what is “smart” is for a select audience, like the mainstream doesn’t need or want that deep down.

patrick brice the overnight The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

But different doesn’t always mean alienating. It’s not like festival films are exclusively for ex-film students or obsessive journalists like us. They’re not shrouded in overly artistic statements, don’t reach for some unattainable goal that a mainstream audience just wouldn’t be able to grasp. And who’s to say that they can’t be fun! Just look at The Overnight! I can’t remember the last time I had as much fun in a theater as when I got to see that film. I left the Chicago Critics Festival beaming, telling everyone I know to see that damn movie when it comes out or so help me god.

It quickly became tied with Mad Max: Fury Road as my favorite movie thus far. And what do these two entirely different films have in common? It’s their complete accessibility and their ability to cause on-the-edge-of-your-seat excitement without selling out. Sure, Mad Max had the budget to create a thrilling, fast-paced world, but it also had the brains to make a statement that wasn’t cloaked in so much subtlety that it was lost in the process. The Overnight, on the other hand, had a low-budget sensibility but a comedic cast and a script to keep anyone engaged and excited (not just some elitist film critic).

the overnight taylor schilling e1421676766784 The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

I think the mainstream audience is ready for films like The Overnight to be a hit; they just don’t know it yet. It’s already happening with original online streaming TV shows via Netflix, Yahoo Screen, etc. We love those shows because they have the freedom to be who they are without the bonds of a cable network. This year proves that the same mentality needs to be shifted to big studios on the big screen — our movie watching lives will be better for it. We don’t need to be coddled by franchises anymore, and there’s a reason so many indie filmmakers are moving to TV. We need to treat the movie theater like our Netflix queue, and we need money-gobbling studios to step aside or open up. They’ve had their time, and things are changing for the better if you look in the right places.

tom cruise action star The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Randall Colburn (RC): I’ve had a lot of fun at the movies this year: Mad Max: Fury Road, It Follows, and especially Furious 7 got me lost in all the ways movies are supposed to. Furious 7 was a particular delight, as it found new, insane ways to propel the series past its douchey drag race roots; I can’t stress this enough: if you’re not watching the Furious series because the early ones suck, get over it and watch Fast Five. This series is the best, not to mention most culturally diverse, thing currently coming out of Hollywood. Sorry ’bout it.

Honestly, though, some of the best movies I’ve seen this year have been under-the-radar documentaries. Kurt Cobain: Montage of Heck and Going Clear: Scientology and the Prison of Belief both offered penetrating glimpses into larger-than-life subjects, while The Wolfpack cast a light on the type of family unit that’s never explored – honestly, at least – with depth and compassion. Netflix’s Hot Girls Wanted documentary had a lingering impact on me, even if its portrayal of the amateur porn industry is aggressively one-sided.

Then there’s the Lost Soul: The Doomed Journey of Richard Stanley’s Island of Dr. Moreau, which, by virtue of its insane plot twists and candid interviews with Stanley himself, turned out to be one of the most fun viewing experiences I had all year. Lost Soul was clearly made on a shoestring, but when you’ve got a story like this, some solid interviews and a bit of archival footage is all you need.

Finally, and I’m disagreeing with this very site’s scathing review, but I absolutely loved Rodney Ascher’s The Nightmare. A documentary about people who suffer from sleep paralysis, The Nightmare aims to convey the fear and helplessness of its subjects by recreating their stories with horror movie trappings: tense builds, jump scares, and terrifying squeals of sound. Both here and in Room 237, his documentary about The Shining conspiracy theories, Ascher abandons psychology, science, and judgment to allow his subjects to speak entirely for themselves. His movies aren’t about phenomenons so much as they are the way people choose to process them. In his own way, he’s one of the most humane documentarians working today.

And I’ve yet to see Call Me Lucky, one of our top films of the year. It’s a banner year for real stories.

the-duff-final-movie-poster (1)Don R. Lewis (DL): I think the thing that’s jumped out at me in terms of the mediocrity of 2015’s films so far has kind of been alluded to above, but not really teased out. What’s frustrating is that since we’re in summer, it’s “brainless blockbuster season.” After that, it’s all the “good” films for Awards Season. Why does there have to be a regulated “season” for movies? It makes no sense, and I feel it’s an antiquated idea.

Last year, Wes Anderson dropped The Grand Budapest Hotel in March, and it did great. Probably because for some reason February-April is “Shitty Movie Dumped in Theaters Season,” and, believe it or not, some people would rather go and see a good movie during that time frame than choose a lesser of two evils just to go to the movies. Not only did Budapest do well at the box office, but it also snagged a few Oscar noms almost a year later. Basically, Budapest puts the kibosh on this idiotic, studio-created “season” for movies. But did it change anything for this year? Nope.

Obviously, I’m a little frustrated by all this as an avid moviegoer who likes to actually go to the movies. I’m by no means against VOD, but I also don’t see why some higher-end VOD stuff can’t take a shot at being in theaters during the doldrums of spring. As Blake pointed out above, one of the strengths of Ex Machina was that audiences were willing to take a chance on it because the other choices were Paul Blart and stuff like The Duff.

I would argue the same for Mad Max: Fury Road. There was zero competition. Grown-ups wanted to go to the movies, and they took a chance, and everyone was rewarded. Here’s hoping more studios take chances and turn “Shitty Movie Dumped in Theaters Season” into “Here’s a Great Movie We Are Scared Will Flop So We’ll Let You Decide Season.”

lampoon e1422335031751 The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

JG: I’d like to piggyback off of Randall’s comment about this year’s documentaries. While we can understandably mourn the death of the blockbuster (have I gone too far here?), this year continues a resurgence in documentary filmmaking. Most people I know watch Netflix not only for their TV shows, but also for their documentaries. People are becoming more engaged with the past not for nostalgic purposes, but out of curiosity for things they forgot or don’t yet know. That our upcoming list (right around the corner, I assure you) features two such movies speaks volumes.

Two other strong docs that just missed the cut are the Scientology expose Going Clear and National Lampoon retrospect Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead, two outstanding pieces of work about faith and comedy, respectively. In his dual review with Blake, Dom wrote of Going Clear: “If nothing else, the film accomplishes its seeming main goal: to get people talking. I’ve heard more discussion from people now terrified of Scientology and enraged by its apparent billions of dollars in slush fund holdings than ever before, more than even when that Cruise video leaked or he jumped on Oprah’s couch.” In his review of Drunk Stoned, Mike wrote that while the doc is full of humor, “it’s also a poignant documentary for a time when nostalgia runs rampant, satire’s under fire, and comedy’s experiencing its own renaissance.”

entertainment turkington The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

One movie certain to polarize audiences this year is Rick Alverson’s Entertainment, a pummeling look at The Comedian (Gregg Turkington’s Neil Hamburger) and his soulless trek through a comedy circuit in western America. Much like Alverson’s previous film The Comedy was labelled as anti-comedy, his new film can be seen as anti-entertainment. You may not enjoy the action that takes place in one man’s purgatory/Hell, but you may be fascinated by it. I’m definitely in the latter camp. Brutal.

MR: Oh, that was definitely a hard watch towards the end there at Sundance. I recall stepping out of Joe Swanberg’s fantastically optimistic Digging for Fire feeling rejuvenated and alive, only to be crushed by Alverson’s existential dread shortly after. It’s a remarkable work of art in the sense that one does feel the proverbial nail slide slowly into their cranium as they watch The Comedian drive his jalopy from one depressing gig after another. Turkington’s performance is something uncanny and just knowing that both he and Heidecker can deliver these kinds of performances, especially outside of their trademark Adult Swim personalities, is pretty powerful stuff. Whether they continue down that path in the future is anyone’s guess.

Blind-Film

A few other films we haven’t acknowledged yet that really caught my mind (and still do) were Eskil Vogt’s surrealist drama Blind, Rick Famuyiwa’s hood comedy Dope, and James C. Strouse’s charming indie comedy People Places Things. What I loved about Blind was how Vogt broached a terrifying disability without ever feeling compelled to tug at the heartstrings; instead, the Norwegian filmmaker simply allowed the protagonist’s own fears and insecurities to bubble up and naturally frame the inherent struggles within. It’s a really gorgeous film that had me dwell on my own relationships and fears in ways I’ve never thought before. As for Dope and People, the two comedies offer fresh spins on dated genres, and they’re most satisfactory.

Now, if I could only just get through this barren wasteland called summer.

Brian Welk: We talked about how there’s a firm Awards Season where all the Oscar bait and prestige titles get crowded in the back quarter of the year, but what’s clear to me from all the movies people have praised and bemoaned so far this year is that the crop of sequels and blockbusters destined to become franchises is no longer exclusive to the summer. For six months already, we’ve been wading through movies designed for people to turn their brains off in search of the more cerebral studio fare and the indie and festival darlings. Every year, we manage to find more than enough movies that convince us the year has been a strong one for film, and looking at this crop of 10, I feel we’re headed in that direction, but it keeps getting harder.

pitch perfect 2 The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)What gives me hope is that many of the best movies of the year have succeeded outside of the Hollywood hype machine and become hits based on that old term we used to call “word of mouth.” Mad Max was billed as one of those summer spectacles, but it had a meager original haul and opened behind Pitch Perfect 2 and only over time became one of the year’s box office juggernauts. Love & Mercy has looked very strong commercially over the last few weeks, despite only being in a few hundred theaters, and it might not be out of the question to consider an Oscar nod for Paul Dano or John Cusack.

It Follows didn’t exactly make the money of other lesser horror films this year like Poltergeist or The Lazarus Effect, but damn if that movie isn’t one people are talking about. And Ex Machina still has a meager box office take compared to Jurassic World, but that little indie has made a star out of Alicia Vikander and been a good way for sci-fi fans to voice their approval of the genre. If only the same could’ve been said for the underrated Tomorrowland.

I’m still betting that Me and Earl and the Dying Girl will be a sleeper, monster hit, but I’m also confident this halfway point list will look very different come the end of the year.

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl

BG: Brian, I’m still tinkering with my top 10 from last year, if only because I finally saw Godard’s wonder experiment Goodbye to Language 3D last January. The lists are good, the lists are life, but goodness are they constantly evolving (like my opinions … more on that in six months?).

I’m gonna be real here, though, and admit that I think the last three months of every year are always the most wonderful of times. There have been stunners so far in 2015, as this list certainly proves, but a lot of attractive fare starts rolling around October and November.

Like, that new Ridley Scott film, The Martian, which will hopefully (doubtfully, but hopefully) put Scott back in his element. Or more mass appeal mainstays a la Robert Zemeckis (The Walk), Steven Spielberg (Bridge of Spies), and Ron Howard (In the Heart of the Sea), who are all rolling out the goods this Fall. Or mush? Who knows.

And hey, David O. Russell’s American Hustle was my favorite flick of 2013, and even he’s back trying to accost, erm, direct Jennifer Lawrence once more in December’s Joy. Not to mention, with festival season kicking up once again in September, we’re bound to see some cool stuff come out of Toronto, New York, and Chicago relatively soon.

Regardless, I like these lists because it helps us pause and reflect on both good things to come and great things that have already come out. Perpetual euphoria I suppose.

MR: Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.

indiana jones gif The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Click ahead to see our list of the 10 best films of 2015 so far…

10. The End of the Tour

The-End-of-the-Tour

The End of the Tour is a biopic about a man who would’ve been deeply uncomfortable with the notion of having a biopic made about him, were he here to witness it. It returns to 1996, when David Foster Wallace had just published Infinite Jest and was only just starting to discover what it is to become a “rockstar author,” a literary figure heralded as one of the consummate geniuses of his generation. Wallace, as played by Jason Segel, was a hulking, deeply complex figure, a man who didn’t know how to reconcile the fact that he’d written a dense novel about his paranoid visions of a technological future where everybody had all the pop culture they could want and nobody was happy, and was only just starting to live in it. (Wallace passed away in 2008, so he didn’t even get to see the full extent of how right he really was.)

Over the course of a week-long conversation with Rolling Stone writer David Lipsky (Jesse Eisenberg), Wallace wrestles with celebrity, his struggles with depression, and the tendency of even the noblest writers to cheat on their own rules and try to manufacture their own narratives in life. Like a Before Sunrise more concerned with sadness and self-obsession in all its forms than love, James Ponsoldt’The End of the Tour is deceptively profound. And as biopics go, it’s the perfect one for Wallace, a man who just wanted to watch Broken Arrow and find a little bit of respite from the chaos of his own mind. –Dominick Suzanne-Mayer

09. Me and Earl and the Dying Girl

me and earl and the dying girl The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Me and Earl and the Dying Girl is a quiet troublemaker of a film. Alfonso Gomez-Rejon’s indie hit modestly smashes the expectations one would build for a teen dramedy centered on a cute alt-girl diagnosed with leukemia and the cute alt-boy that befriends her. Within the first five minutes, the film reveals that it’s cut from a rare cloth, free from the trite melodrama and predictable tropes of its genre. What’s more, the characters are refreshing and honest and tangible: Greg (Thomas Mann), Earl (RJ Cyler), and Rachel (Olivia Cooke) are clever misfits in a way that isn’t ever debilitating to the story. Instead, the movie mirrors the characters it so lovingly crafts.

It’s cheesy to call a film “special” at this point, but this is a special movie, chock-full of special people that demand special attention as they fumble and stumble throughout their special stories. Much of this success has to do with Jesse Andrews’ smart and quick screenplay that breathes with endearing and accessible dialogue. Yet a good portion dwells in the eyes of Gomez-Rejon, who instills the most communicative moments of silence by letting his shots linger, which allows his actors to simply be. Couple that all with Brian Eno and Nico Muhly’s poignant score, and you’re left with an intimacy that rarely comes with so much unanticipated weight.

You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, and you’ll be thankful for its sincerity. –Rebecca Bulnes

08. Inside Out

inside out The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Inside Out could very well end up in the top five films of the year. Yes, it’s that good. Pixar seems to have been facing some struggles of late, and reasons remain unclear. After the 2006/2007 Disney merger, the production company put out some of their finest work ever with Ratatouille, Wall-E, Up, and Toy Story 3, only to then dip into corporate mode with the so-so trifecta of Cars 2, Brave, and Monsters University. While those films certainly didn’t “suck,” they assuredly sold more toys, backpacks, and video games than the previous Pixar films, but are certainly fairly forgettable. But Inside Out is vintage Pixar brilliance.

At once a kid-friendly thinkpiece everyone can enjoy, Inside Out gets at the core of what Pixar does so, so well: wonderful characters put into easily relatable storylines that don’t shy away from tough moments. At its best, Pixar also mines something that’s a part of all of us, which is our humanity. Fears of abandonment (very key to Pixar’s storylines) as well as overcoming personal demons to become a better person have never been more on display – or turned literally, inside out – as they are here. –Don R. Lewis

07. Kurt Cobain: Montage of Heck

kurt-cobain-montage of heck-pster

Buzz Osborne, the lead singer of The Melvins and one of Kurt Cobain’s close friends before and after his rise to stardom with Nirvana, recently called Brett Morgen’s documentary Montage of Heck “90 percent bullshit.” He declared one of the film’s most shocking scenes, an animated sequence in which Cobain himself tells a story of taking sexual advantage of a mentally challenged girl and then deciding to lay down on the train tracks to commit suicide, completely false.

The question is, does it matter? Morgen uses animation and a horrific assault of footage that could’ve been shown to Alex DeLarge to bring hundreds of Cobain scrapbook notes, audio snippets, and home movies to life. He turns what would’ve been a liability for another director into a cinematic strength as artistic and powerful as a rock opus like The Wall. And whether or not any of it is specifically true, Morgen manages an incredible look into Generation X’s greatest hero’s psyche. It’s a mix of fascinating rock history and bleak looks at Kurt and Courtney Love’s life outside the public eye. Cobain once sang, “Unless it is about me, it is now my duty to completely drain you,” and Morgen has obliged. –Brian Welk

06. While We’re Young

while were young The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Nobody ages gracefully in a Noah Baumbach film. This was true when the then-26-year-old director dragged a handful of college students Kicking and Screaming into adulthood, and it’s especially true now that he has given us While We’re Young, a mature comedy about, well, what it means to be mature. Baumbach has always used the camera lens as a means of peering into his own psyche, and one suspects that he has poured much of himself into middle-aged filmmaker Josh Srebnick (Ben Stiller) and his wife, Cornelia (Naomi Watts). The Srebnicks are childless and hyper-aware that they’re growing older by the second. It’s only when they meet and befriend twentysomething couple Jamie (Adam Driver) and Darby (Amanda Seyfried) that their vague sense of unfulfillment becomes a full-on crisis.

Like much of Baumbach’s best work, While We’re Young is a slippery film that gleefully subverts the viewer’s expectations. The kids are the ones who obsess over vinyl records, old VHS tapes, and other self-consciously physical artifacts, while the so-called adults drift away in iPhone-induced reverie. One gets the feeling that Stiller is pretty much playing himself, but Driver is a revelation as an insufferable, fedora-rocking hipster whose success seems preordained. You know the type. What you don’t know until late in the film, however, is who exactly you’re rooting for, and that’s what makes Baumbach so great. All concepts of “protagonist” and “antagonist” are thrown out the window, until all we’re left with is the messy stuff of life. –Collin Brennan

05. Heaven Knows What

heaven knows what poster The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

I don’t talk during movies. I go crazy when people talk during movies. But I couldn’t help myself near the 10-minute mark of Heaven Knows What.

During the opening credits — which feature a junkie losing her mind at a hospital to a score filled with Isao Tomita’s nightmarish synths — I leaned over to fellow Film Editor Dominick Mayer and said, “This is amazing.” A month later, I still feel the same way. Heaven Knows What treads through familiar territory (heroin users stealing, scoring, getting high, falling apart, etc.), but captures it all with a fresh take. Writers/directors/brothers Ben and Joshua Safdie adapted Arielle Holmes’ semi-autobiography and cast her, a novice, in the lead role, along with many other real-life users living on the streets and slums of New York.

This adds authenticity to a world that has been examined ad nauseam. It’s difficult to look at the life of Harley (Holmes’ alter ego), but impossible to look away. We’ve seen actors shoot up on film, but seeing these actors doing the act hits home harder than any Hollywood adaptation could. Heaven Knows What succeeds due to the unflinching eyes of its directors, a breakthrough performance by Holmes, its unforgettable score, and turning something old into something new. –Justin Gerber

04. The Overnight

the overnight poster art The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

In the age of Internet-fueled open sexuality, just what exactly is taboo anymore? Solar-powered sex toys? Exacting fetishes based on esoteric means of arousal? Furries? Nope, there are already conventions for all of those, and they seem wild. Safe, too! It’s like there are so few frontiers left for sex, but even still, one has to wonder: What is going on in the bedrooms of your friends and neighbors? And is it shocking? Maybe even titillating?

Well, good news: your new safe word is The Overnight. For his sophomore outing, director Patrick Brice sneaks a hilarious peak inside the workings of middle-class parents interested in a good time, even if they don’t know it yet. The outrageous and hip comedy surfaced at this year’s Sundance, and ever since, the sexy modern Bob and Carol and Ted and Alice has earned its reputation as a hysterically funny, super sex-positive comedy.

It’s the best of casual experimentation without the fear of your parents walking in, and it feels like something new, and human, being said about sex in this day and age. Brice looks at four young people, and their hopes and fears and proclivities, and refuses to judge them, but rather laugh and go deeper into the night. All with an appropriate helping of graphic nudity and sex goofballs, of course. –Blake Goble

03. Call Me Lucky

call me lucky The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Words like “bruising” and “soulful” often get tossed around liberally by reviewers. (Rest assured, I’m guilty of this myself.) Yet perhaps no film this year deserves to be labeled as such more than Bobcat Goldthwait’s bruising and soulful documentary, Call Me Lucky. The emotional rollercoaster of a film spends 106 minutes breaking down the tumultuous life of Barry Crimmins, whose uproarious career as a politically outspoken comic in the ’70s and ’80s eventually led to an awe-inspiring turn as one of this country’s most vital and underrated political figures.

In what’s his strongest work to date, Goldthwait cleverly unravels the man’s triumphs, trials, and terrors through a series of hilarious and tear-jerking interviews by Lenny Clarke, Kevin Meaney, Jack Gallagher, Patton Oswalt, Marc Maron, and many more. But none of them come close to offering the rugged intimacy and emotionalism than the man of the hour himself. As Goldthwait follows Crimmins around his woodsy homestead or his small-town haunts, we come to grasp why he’s such an integral force in the eyes of his close friends.

Namely because we look straight into his soul. From beginning to end, Crimmins exorcises a number of demons on-screen, specifically with regards to his terrifying accounts of child abuse, and it’s that process that makes Call Me Lucky such an organic and humanizing experience. Where Goldthwait takes us and the number of layers he peels off Crimmins feels seemingly unprecedented, and while it’s an uncomfortable watch at times, it’s essential viewing for anyone who’s ever been cynical enough to write off the idea of an unwavering spirit.

In other words, everyone. –Michael Roffman

02. It Follows

It-Follows-Movie-Poster

Horror flicks are metaphors. Always. Even if they’re trying not to be. What horror does, even the worst horror, is place the object of our fears in a context that calls into question just what exactly is so scary about it. What separates good and bad horror films – aside from all the normal stuff – is how they well they can interweave the metaphor into the horror without explaining it away. It’s hard. The Babadook was the best horror film of last year, and even that movie fell all over itself to hammer the metaphor home. It Follows could’ve done the same. The film’s central gimmick — a vengeful spirit that’s transferred via intercourse like an STD — seems tailor-made to shame promiscuous teens in the style of our slasher forebears. Luckily, writer/director David Robert Mitchell is both smarter and more compassionate than that.

Like Romero’s Dawn of the Dead and Carpenter’s The Thing, It Follows allows its central idea to breathe, to exist and evolve. The characters barely discuss it. They constantly defy it; they’re too damn lost to do anything else, to think logically or process clearly whatever it is they’re up against. The film doesn’t condemn. It depicts, with grace and startling honesty, just how scary sex can be for teenagers and the horror that can accompany swift intimacy with someone who’s otherwise a total stranger. It’s because we’re so open when we’re young that the things we did then and the people we loved then forever follow us. It’s so easy to be destroyed by that.

It Follows has no answers, nor should it. These are teenagers. They’re too busy being scared. –Randall Colburn

01. Mad Max: Fury Road

mad max fury road The 10 Best Films of 2015 (So Far)

Mad Max: Fury Road might as well have ended with director and Mad Max creator George Miller dropping the mic. It burst onto screens at the beginning of blockbuster season and challenged so much of what critics, nerds, and casual viewers alike have come to accept from action films, proving that you don’t have to go dumb to go big.

It had internal logic. It chucked clunky exposition out the window and told its story almost entirely non-verbally through the progression of extremely well thought out and executed fight and chase scenes. It treated all of its characters – even its female characters, to the chagrin of some – like complex human beings with their own thoughts, backgrounds, motives, and became all the richer for it. It dealt with physical disability without handwringing or patronizing.

In the age of stunning digital effects, it doubled down on live stunt work and reminded the movie world that there will always be a place for larger-than-life action that doesn’t entirely rely on a green screen. It never once insults its viewers’ intelligence, but doesn’t demand it, either, making it equally enjoyable as a thinkpiece-launching cultural phenomenon and an escapist thrill ride.

Imperfect diversity issues aside, Fury Road is as close to the platonic ideal of a good blockbuster film as we’ve seen in quite some time. –Sarah Kurchak

Advertisement