It’s taken a while but we’re back; here are Higher Gossip’s Top Ten (+1) Films of 2013.
Without further ado:
10+1. The Conjuring
This is a special ‘Hamish Loves Horror’ Honourable Mention in the top ten; James Wan’s opus was the year’s most purely enjoyable exercise in shivers. Distinguished by its mouldering ’70s production design and terrific scream queen performances from Vera Farmiga and Lili Taylor, Conjuring is a compendium of haunted house tropes that offers a virtuoso demonstration of horror craft, at once winkingly mischievous and completely sincere as it plays the audience for scares and laughs like Hitchcock’s proverbial piano.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Insidious
- House of the Devil
- The Amityville Horror
- The Exorcist
10. To The Wonder
Although ultimately destined to be viewed as a minor work in Terence Malick’s catalogue, To The Wonder is unique in that it represents perhaps the fullest realisation yet of Mr. Malick’s rapturous sense of beauty, the strong influences of paintings and dance on his work, and the depths of emotion plumbed by replacing character and psychology with vision and mood. Mr. Malick’s film – his first set in the present day and the first to deal directly with romantic love – finds overwhelming tenderness and beauty in an admittedly thin story of passion, marriage and betrayal that all but erases the line between the secular and the sacred. In bringing its deeply considered and coherent worldview to the screen, To The Wonder demonstrates that Mr. Malick’s filmmaking, contrary to popular belief, is both earthbound and rich in human feeling.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Terrence Malick
- Beautiful things
9. The Counsellor
One of the year’s most divisive films, Ridley Scott’s The Counsellor suffered critically and commercially not as a product of its own quality, but as a product of the quality of the film it was expected it to mirror – No Country for Old Men. Although both films are penned by Cormac McCarthy and set in the South-West, the similarities end there; where No Country was a relatively straight-ahead thriller backed by a career-defining performance from Javier Bardem, The Counsellor is nothing short of a potboiler, a gonzo neo-noir shot in searing yellows and browns that looks and feels like the fever dream of its eponymous protagonist (Michael Fassbender).
This is just one of several possible interpretations that The Counsellor leaves open – to the irritation of audiences and critics, McCarthy’s dialogue often obfuscates motivations, and the film’s plot is intentionally abstracted, offering the viewer an incomplete picture of what’s happening at any given moment. But irrespective of whether we are awake or dreaming, The Counsellor is a a triumph of mood and style — gorgeously filmed and wonderfully acted by the year’s second-best ensemble cast (Brad Pitt, Javier Bardem, and especially Cameron Diaz all deliver outstanding performances here), and overflowing with lyrical, poetic dialogue that finds pitch-black comedy in the horrific events that Mr. Fassbender unwittingly sets in motion. As with Mr. Scott’s Bladerunner, The Counsellor appears set for posthumous rather than contemporary critical recognition; but those willing to embrace its daring vision were rewarded with one of 2013’s most enjoyable cinematic experiences.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Cormac McCarthy
- Quentin Tarantino
- The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada
- Women having sex with cars
8. American Hustle
American Hustle – David O. Russell’s ridiculous, deliriously enjoyable collection of 70’s caricatures run amok in a harebrained FBI scheme – is everything good and bad about Mr. Russell’s films in one sprawling, polyster-and-hairspray covered package. There’s an anarchic energy to the film – a sense that the characters onscreen could behave in spontaneous, irrational ways at any given moment – and it plays perfectly to the strengths of the magnificent ensemble cast (apologies to The Counsellor, but Christian Bale, Bradley Cooper, Jennifer Lawrence, Jeremy Renner, and Amy Adams is a difficult matchup for anyone). Unfortunately, as was the case in Mr. Russell’s vastly overrated Silver Linings Playbook, the director’s style is more flair than finesse; several plot threads are left hanging, and the motivations behind some of the film’s more surprising shifts in the storyline are left murky at best. With that in mind, even where American Hustle feels a little messy, it’s still a fantastic 70’s pastiche and caper dramedy, and the craft contributions alone (the snub of Hustle for hair/makeup at this year’s Oscars is one of the more inexplicable in recent memory) are more than enough to paper over some of the cracks in the narrative.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- The 1970’s
- David O. Russell
- The sight of Bradley Cooper in hair-rollers
- Caper films
7. The Wolf of Wall Street
From the freeze frame grotesques to Leonardo diCaprio’s incessant narration and unapologetic celebration of money, drugs and power, Wolf of Wall Street – Martin Scorsese’s unruly, bacchanalian biopic of stockmarket hustler Jordan Belfort – is, at first glance, a paean to its creator’s earlier work. This is old-school Scorsese – flexible narrative form, a restless, sweeping camera, rapidfire dialogue, and at the centre, Mr. diCaprio in his biggest performance yet as one of Marty’s charismatic sociopaths, straining to free himself from the ghosts of Ray Liotta and Robert De Niro. In fact, Wolf is almost self-consciously Scorsesean – Rodrigo Prieto’s elaborate cinematography and Robbie Robertson’s classical rock and blues focussed OST are at the center of every scene. But where in the past Mr. Scorsese has found reserves of empathy in even his most despicable characters (even Travis Bickle and Max Cady), here Marty and screenwriter Terrence Winter take Belfort and his life story on its own terms, refusing at any point to judge his actions or consider their consequences. Like Belfort’s own memoir, on which the film is based, Wolf is at first and last a film about the allure of the behaviour we want to desperately to condemn – spectacular and energetic beyond belief, and, if a little sloppily edited and over-long, a fascinating excursion to the serrated edges of morality
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Martin Scorsese
- Getting rich quick
- Quaaludes
6. Blue Jasmine
Woody Allen’s elegant update of Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire is the director’s finest work in two decades; a beautifully balanced mix of the comedic and the tragic, punctuated by marvellous cinematography and outstanding work from a talented cast, including the two female performances of the year from Cate Blanchett as Jasmine, a down-at-heel New York socialite, and Sally Hawkins as her hardworking adoptive sister. Their relationship is the nexus of film, and sees Mr. Allen working at the harder edges of his oeuvre, as the two sisters – naturally, a blonde and a brunette – face off against each other across the great American boundaries of class and taste. The script artfully plays with our sympathies – the more time spent in the company of the two women, the less clear it is that Jasmine deserves her fantasy world of extravagant wealth, but the more inclined the viewer is to root for her success, in spite of her appallingly selfish and neurotic behaviour. The supporting characters of Jasmine’s new life are given a similarly complex treatment; despite their coarse and, at times, boorish behaviour, Blue Jasmine acknowledges that the working-class of Hawkins’ Ginger, her fiance Chilli (Bobby Cannavale in an wonderful performance) and her ex-husband Augie (Andrew Dice Clay) have far more ‘class’ than their upscale counterparts. This dichotomy is the true bite of Mr. Allen’s film, and what makes it an instant classic with much contemporary relevance – despite their obvious differences in sophistication and socio-economic background, by revealing more than one side to every character in the film, Blue Jasmine shows us that they all may have a valid point.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Woody Allen
- Tennessee Williams
- Snappy dialogue
- San Francisco
5. All is Lost
As close to a purely existential picture as American cinema has seen in years, J.C. Chandor’s All Is Lost finds the sophmore director branching out wiht a picture that could scarcely be more different from his excellent 2011 début, Margin Call. Where Margin Call was defined by its sparkling dialogue and intelligent handling of complex relationships within an investment back on the eve of the financial crisis, All Is Lost places a solitary figure at the centre of a film that, aside from a quietly mournful opening monologue, contains three or four lines of dialogue at most. With no background or exposition, viewer identification is reduced to the simplest, most primal level of wondering whether the character stranded alone at sea – referred to in the credits as ‘Our Man’ and played by Robert Redford in an career-best performance – will survive. It’s a measure of how carefully the film avoids the usual dramatic expedients and manipulations that the answer to that question is never entirely obvious; Mr. Chandor has stripped his drama of any extraneous meaning or message, be it allegorical, metaphorical or spiritual. All Is Lost is what it is – a man exercising his skill and limited options to attempt to survive in the face of disaster. Ernest Hemingway’s The Old Man and the Sea is clearly a strong influence on proceedings – as we spend more time in Our Man’s company, it becomes clear that it is not his destination, or even his survival, that matters, but rather the dignity and honour of his struggle. Coupled with Mr. Redford’s outstanding performance as the experienced yachtsman and Mr. Chandor’s assured direction is Frank DeMarco’s tight, fluid cinematography, shot exclusively in wide-angle lenses to lend a sense of space to proceedings even as the camera works within the confined spaces of the vessel. All Is Lost is a marvellous, devastating picture, and one that was unfairly overlooked during the awards season as a result of its early release date.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Gravity
- Ernest Hemingway
- Survival pictures
- Brilliant acting
4. Gravity
Alfonso Cuarón’s frightening, astonishing ‘Gravity‘ is an overwhelming cinematic experience, both white-knuckle thriller and stark spiritual odyssey. Over a lean, immersive 91 minutes, Mr. Cuarón’s first feature film in seven years is a work of great narrative simplicity and visual complexity – at once an experiment in blockbuster minimalism and challenge to the limits of modern cinematography that marries the thrills of classic Hollywood popcorn fare with the sense of wonder, abject terror, and profound isolation invoked by the infinite expanse of space. Aside from the revelatory cinematography, post-production 3D conversion is uniformly outstanding, as is the magnificent score provided by Steven Price, which quiets and booms in time with the action on-screen so intuitively that it seems an extension of the audience’s own reactions. The coherent combination of these elements across the extraordinarily difficult tracking sequences and single-shot takes is a feat worthy of discussion as a revolution in the way films are made; the entire crew is richly deserving of the Oscars they received during the film’s sweep of the technical categories. Sandra Bullock and George Clooney’s performances, whilst worthy of (faint, in Ms. Bullock’s case) praise , are not the point; Gravity stands out as a both magnificent cinematic achievement and fantastic viewing experience, not as an actor’s showcase. The film is at turns terrifying and awe-inspiring, always absolutely engrossing, and a worthy contender for film of the year.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- All Is Lost
- Moon
- Apollo 13
- White-knuckle thrillers
3. The Great Beauty
Paolo Sorrentino’s The Great Beauty is, fittingly, 2013’s most beautiful film; a hypnotic paean to the intellect framed as a cutting dissection of the societal diversions of modern day Romans. The film unfolds as a series of vignettes tracking the slow awakening from mental paralysis of Toni Servillo’s Jep, a critic whose one novel haunts him with his own unrealised artistic promise. Jep’s interaction with the Neros of his life – a group of empty bourgeoisie who fiddle over martinis whilst Rome falls in thrall to empty pleasures – tackle major topics using an expertly balanced combination of minute detail and sweeping story arcs, and, in so doing, show the film as Mr. Sorrentino’s love letter to both Rome and to the great Italian cinema of the past – especially Fellini’s La Dolce Vita and 8 1/2. Beauty’s cinematography is a joy, as Luca Bigazzi’s camera meticulously frames each character against the impossibly beautiful backdrop of the Eternal City; indeed, Rome has rarely looked better, as Beauty shows off the city’s palaces, aqueducts and fountains. Despite the almost overwhelming magnificence of his setting, though, Mr. Sorrentino never loses sight of his aim with Jep’s Dantesque figure always on hand to guide the viewer through the empty decadence of modern Rome. The Great Beauty is a both a creative and artistic masterpiece, and deservedly stands not only as the best foreign film of 2013, but as as the high-water mark of 21st century Italian cinema.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Rome
- Italian cinema
- Incredibly, hypnotically beautiful things.
2. Mud
Mud shares an intimacy of texture and mood with director Terry Nichols’ previous films, 2007′s Shotgun Stories and 2011′s Take Shelter; all demonstrate a comprehensive familiarity with the the spiders, snakes, waterside houses and decaying rural terrain of the Arkansas delta. Mud, though has none of these films preoccupation with the adult world of violence and fear. Rather, it is a sweet hearted (but never sappy) coming-of-age tale, following the fourteen year old Ellis (Tye Sheridan), who lives on a houseboat with his separating parents, and his best friend Neckbone (Jacob Lofland), raised in a trailer by a ne’er-do-well uncle (Michael Shannon), as they pilot their boat to an island in the Mississippi. There, they find a boat lodged in a tree by the last flood and inside meet Mud (Matthew McConaughey), a fugitive hiding out, waiting for his white-trash goddess Juniper (Reese Witherspoon) to join him.
There is no doubt Mr. Nichols could have told the same story in half the running time (the film clocks in at a leisurely paced 130 minutes), but specific plot is secondary here to the gradual transformation afoot. Taking Mud’s warning that “You gotta watch yourself” as mantra, the film tracks Ellis’ growing self-reliance and disillusionment with the adult world, even as he fast approaches entering it himself, and represents a confident expansion of Mr. Nichol’s ongoing enquiry into the nature of American masculinity. The loose, organic visual style and dialogue employed here (clearly influenced by the films of Terrence Malick) complements the measured pacing well; open air footage shot on the river and at the island contrasts against the brief interludes into civilisation, and the defiantly literary script combines with David Wingo’s subtle score to skilfully ease audiences into the regional vernacular and verbal rhythms of the delta. Mud is a rarity; a bildungsroman that plays out with a psychological and emotional depth usually lost in the transition from page to screen, and one that not only stamps Mr. Nichols as one of Hollywood’s most talented young auteurs, but stands out as the warmest and most fundamentally enjoyable film of the year.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- George Washington
- Stand By Me
- No Shelter
- Mark Twain
1. Inside Llewyn Davis
2013′ s best film goes (hands down) to the Coen Brothers’ contemporary adaptation of Joyce’s Ulysses, Inside Llewyn Davis. Springing from the same highly personal end of the Coens’ creative spectrum responsible for ‘Barton Fink’ and ‘A Serious Man’, Davis is a bleak, quietly comic odyssey elliptically framed against the Greenwich Village folk revival in 1961. The film traces the titular character, a guitar-strumming folk musician played in a star-making turn by Oscar Isaac, over a week of his life as he struggles to assert his artistic integrity against what he sees as the oppressively commercial nature of the music industry. Llewyn is introduced lost in song onstage at MacDougal Street’s Gaslight Cafe circa 1961 — not coincidentally, the year that a certain freewheeling tumbleweed from Minnesota would turn up on the folk scene and change it forever. Leaving the Gaslight for the night, he is confronted in the back alley by a shadowy figure, who lays him out with one punch.
From there, Davis adopts the odyssey narrative the Coens have employed on several previous occasions, most notably and successfully in “O Brother, Where Art Thou?”; waking up on what seems like the next morning in the apartment of a friendly academic, Llewyn pulls himself together and sets off on the long subway ride back to the Village — but not before accidentally letting out the pet cat. For the remainder of Davis, the cat seem to lead Llewyn from one adventure to the next as he tries to pull his life together, like Leopold Bloom on the trail of a feline Dedalus. Llewyn drifts along, sitting in as a session musician and, in the movie’s surrealist centerpiece, traveling to Chicago in the company of a a stony-faced actor and a drug-addled, partly paralyzed jazzman (played with magnificent brio by John Goodman) to audition for a storied manager and clubowner (F. Murray Abraham in a scene-stealing performance). In another film, this would be the moment when Llewyn is finally discovered and can start paying the rent – but instead, the Coens banish him back to New York to continue pushing his boulder up life’s steeply angled hill.
Yet for all the pain in Davis, there is also abundant joy — primarily expressed in the film’s magnificent soundtrack, arranged by T-Bone Burnett and sung live on set by the actors. Both dramatically and musically, the film excels at depicting the many varied styles that wound up grouped under the folk umbrella, and technical contributions are outstanding on all counts; especially the wintry, desaturated cinematography and the inspired period detailing of both sets and costumes, creating a bygone Greenwich Village abounding with cramped cold-water flats and Kafkaesque hallways narrowing toward eternity. In keeping with the Coens’ interest in matters of Judaism and identity, Davis also touches on the folk scene’s abiding spirit of cultural reinvention, which allowed a Jewish doctor’s son from Queens to become the singing cowboy Ramblin’ Jack Elliott (a model for the movie’s Al Cody, played by Adam Driver).
Davis is a creative highpoint for the Coens and a magnificent picture in its own right – a fitting tribute to Joyce, the 1960’s, and the enduring appeal of the American musical tradition.
You’ll Like It If You Like:
- Folk music
- The Coen Brothers, especially their earlier work
- James Joyce
- John Goodman