Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Jayclops' top 10 of 2007.

Update: Top 10 films with few notes via jayclopsiswatching.com.

1. Control dir. by Anton Corbijn
2. I'm Not There dir. Todd Haynes

3. Once dir. by John Carney
4. 4 months, 3 weeks, 2 days dir. by Christian Mungiu

5. The Diving Bell and the Butterfly dir. by Julian Schnabel

6. The Bourne Ultimatum dir. by Paul Greengrass

7. No Country for Old Men dir. by Joel and Ethan Coen

8. The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford dir. by Andrew Dominik
9. There Will Be Blood dir. by Paul Thomas Anderson

10. Margot at the Wedding dir. by Noah Baumbach

In the running would be: In The Valley of Elah dir. by Paul Haggis, Juno dir. by Jason Reitman, We Own The Night dir. by James Gray, Knocked Up dir. by Judd Apatow, Away From Her dir. by Sarah Polley, Before the Devil Knows You're Dead dir. by Sidney Lumet, Into the Wild dir. by Sean Penn, Zodiac dir. by David Fincher and The Savages dir. by Tamara Jenkins.

I've got to hand the best performance, or better yet, performances, of the year to Philip Seymour Hoffman. Not content on winning for Capote, he proves he's a no-bullshit actor by appearing in 3 films: as a political adviser in Charlie Wilson's War, Ethan Hawke's embattled brother in Before the Devil Knows You're Dead and Laura Linney's self-absorbed brother in The Savages.

4 comments:

kawadjan said...

hi jay!

interesting list here. thanks! will try to catch some of them

Control will be screened in bkk this saturday, but i'd be out of town. too bad.

Visual Velocity said...

Haven't seen most of the films in your list, I think I've been out of the loop for the longest time. I plan to buy bootlegs this weekend and catch up on my DVD viewing. I already have 4 months, 3 weeks, 2 days; I hope it turns out well.

jayclops said...

Sus, bootlegs lahat yan. hehe. if it not were for bootleg, sori na lang pagka-film buff ko. haha.

jayclops said...

Sus, bootlegs lahat yan. hehe. if it not were for bootleg, sori na lang pagka-film buff ko. haha.

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