There are plenty of 2010 movies I haven't been able to catch yet, including 127 Hours, The Fighter, Black Swan, Never Let Me Go, and Norwegian Wood (which I probably won't see til way late into next year since we probably won't get a US release here). Regardless, these are my top five movies of 2010:
5. Shutter Island - As was with Inception, I am still not sure what happened at the end. I think I know, but I am not sure. Atmospheric, intense, and superbly acted by the underrated Leo, this kept me edgy and uneasy for the entire movie, and call me crazy (and put me on a loony bin island), but I like it.
4. Toy Story 3 - Touching without being sappy. It's a fine line most Pixar movies are able to walk (and most regular movies can't). Watching Toy Story 3 is like welcoming back old friends from your childhood, or like drinking hot porridge (or hot soup or chocolate if you are not Chinese) when it's freezing old outside.
3. The Social Network - Andrew Garfield (the friend), Rooney Mara (the ex-girlfriend), and the dialogues are the standouts in this. Despite the raving reviews and that it's directed by the sure-hands of David Fincher, I actually didn't expect to like this, but yeah, it was compelling storytelling, and does effectively make me hate Facebook, Harvard (and Ivy League colleges in general), and Sean Parker. Oh, how I hate Sean Parker!
2. Kick-Ass - Hit Girl is the best female character in all of this year. I want to adopt her.
1. Inception - It's got Leo, JGL, Tom Hardy, AND Marion Cotillard, and it's by one of my favorite directors ever. This one would have been a major letdown if it didn't work. But it turned out to be a dreamy, mesmerizing, thrilling, and confusing masterwork. I don't care that I don't completely get it. I never care about things like that. I just care that it took me for a ride, and I loved every subconscious minute of it.
Speaking of dreams, last night, I dreamed that I was traveling for work with Jasen (whom I actually don't work with, so I have no idea why he was there), and I had forgotten my luggage, including all my toiletries, at home. In the dream, I had supposedly been traveling a lot and was really tired, and the morning I left, I woke up late and ran out of the house for the airport without any luggage and didn't realize it til I was mid-air sitting in my seat. Then, while I was all panicky about what to do about clothes and stuff for the week, the flight attendants brought me back a package that I apparently did bring and asked me to put it under the seat in front of me. The box had sticker on top that said something like "Inspected. No medicine needed. Need to be fed." Inside was, as it turned out, my little kitten (which obviously I don't have in real and don't ever want - not a cat person at all). Sigmund Freud or Christopher Nolan, analyze this. (Bam, I got a Madonna reference in - I am good!)
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