To close out our New York Film Festival coverage for the year, a quartet of takeaways from this annual highly curated celebration of international cinema. NYFF doesn't have a broad selection like a lot of festivals but there were goodies. I've asked each member of our team to send me a top ten list of things they learned (we did not consult each other on our lists).
I'll start
NATHANIEL'S TOP TEN NYFF TAKEAWAYS
1. 17 years after Boogie Nights, Julianne Moore is still 'the foxiest bitch in the world'
2. Birdman has a smorgasbord of quotable lines. My favorite on first viewing:
Popularity is just the slutty cousin of prestige."
3. Marion Cotillard is getting so mesmerizingly authentic onscreen pretty soon she's going to walk right off of it in character like she's reenacting The Purple Rose of Cairo. (I apologize for the image: no one wants to think of the Dardenne Brothers going 3-D.)
4. You should never ever sit in the middle of a row of a long-ass Mike Leigh movie if you are feeling sick. My half-apologies to my row mates who you have no right to take up aisle seats if you're uncomfortable moving for the people in the middle.
More including Whiplash, Birdman, Inherent Vice, and Channing Tatum's boots after the jump...
5. I had never seen the French/Japanese classic Hiroshima Mon Amour (1959) before this festival and "wow". It's a shapeshifter yet with each shift, more shapely. Unfortunately it made me even more upset that Emmanuelle Riva had lost the Oscar for Amour (2012).
6. Viggo Mortensen speaking Danish onscreen is weirdly not as exciting as Viggo Mortensen speaking Spanish onscreen or even as Viggo pretending to be Russian onscreen even if you're a total Nordic enthusiast like me.
7. Louis Garrel is so smoldering in Saint Laurent that I bet he started that terrible CGI fire in Maps to the Stars by festival proximity. (They both premiered at Cannes. Coincidence? I think not.)
8. I suspect Damian Chazelle is going to hog all the first time / breakthrough filmmaker prizes this year (even though Whiplash is his second feature) but if you ask me Yann Demange deserves those kudos instead for '71.
9. I need to add a film bitch category for Best Animal Character or something. Between the dog(s) in Saint Laurent (poor Moujik #1), the cat in Gone Girl and the tiger and alligator in Ming of Harlem there's so much competition this year... just from this fest alone.
10. You probably shouldn't attempt two film festivals back to back. After TIFF I didn't make it to half the NYFF movies I intended to see. You know it's bad when I skip movies about actresses: Sorry Clouds of Sils Maria!
GLENN'S TEN
1. Saint Laurent was the best new release I saw at NYFF. It’s a shame it won’t be out until 2015. Elsewhere Albert Maysles’ Iris about Iris Apfel was a fabulous fashion documentary morsel.
2. Speaking of Saint Laurent, I think Louis Garrel with a moustache and a white tuxedo is the sexiest thing I’ve seen on screen all year. And then, of course, there were these boys live on stage
3. After Goodbye to Language, I really need to start investigating Jean-Luc Godard’s later career that I had avoided due to not being a fan of his early work.
4. Not only did I not recognize my beloved Kyra Sedgwick in Time Out of Mind, but I also didn’t spot the now famous Affleck peen in Gone Girl. I am so ashamed. I didn’t, however, miss Gaspard Ulliel’s. That one’s just all out for the world to see in Saint Laurent.
5. I’m disappointed Italy didn’t submit Alice Rohrwacher’s The Wonders as their Oscar selection.
6. It’s been so heartening to hear people respond well to Alex Ross Perry’s Listen Up Philip, which I loved at Sundance. “That scene” of which I spoke has been getting a lot of talk on Twitter.
7. As always, many of the bigger films are the ones I feel the less inclined to discuss with full reviews. At least not yet, anyway. I’d rather let people know about Syria Self-Portrait.
8. These days I am far more interested in Martin Scorsese as the face of classic film restoration than I am in him as a filmmaker. That’s sad, but at least we get a 4K remaster of The Colour of Pomegranates.
9. Speaking of Scorsese, I’m a bit terrified of Inherent Vice’s theatrical release come December. Will it be this year’s The Wolf of Wall Street where I grow to hate it more and more as people start proclaiming it a masterpiece? I really hope not. I’m fine with just being disappointed and confused.
10. I know many who were a fan (including Nathaniel), but I still don’t understand the inclusion of Yann Demange’s ’71 over the likes of Xavier Dolan’s Mommy or Nuri Bilge Ceylan’s Winter Sleep. These are major films that apparently somebody thought weren’t good enough? Even so...
JASON'S TEN
1. Channing Tatum has terrible taste in boots.
2. In the process of piecing together the gorgeous restoration of Powell & Pressburger's opera-adaptation The Tales of Hoffmann that screened, Michael Powell's wife Thelma Schoonmaker discovered footage for the end credits that had never been seen before of the performers who acted on screen giving a bow to the singers who voiced their performances, and it's delightful, and so Schoonmaker insisted it be included on the new copy. (I believe the remastered version will screen across the country next year. Make sure you stay for the credits!)
MICHAEL'S TEN
1. One step plan for giving your best work on film: Work for David Fincher.
2. Keep an open mind. I have never entirely loved an Innaritu film, yet for me his Birdman topped new films by Cronenberg, Leigh, Anderson, and Fincher
3. Whiplash is being undersold as a Best Picture contender. By a wide margin, the two biggest audience reactions I witnessed were at the two Whiplash screenings I attended.
4. Actors playing thinly veiled versions of themselves is guaranteed gold
5. A few years back when we realized that Channing Tatum is actually pretty good we were all wrong. Channing Tatum is great.
6. It turns out critics are a bit touchy about the portrayal of critics in movies. Actors not so much...
7. Timothy Spall's assortment of grunts is so vast and detailed that is should be classified as a dialect separate from English and Mr. Turner should be eligible to compete for an Oscar in the Foreign Language category.
8. I endorse this sentiment:
Joaquin Phoenix's 2012-2014 = Marlon Brando's 1951-1954 #hatsoff
— Jose Solís (@josekicksass) October 4, 2014
9. PT Anderson is not infallible. The silver lining is that my disappointment with Inherent Vice makes my unabashed love of every other movies he’s done seem so much more credible.
10. The Bennett Girls are on a roll.
THANKS FOR READING. WE HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE NEW YORK FILM FESTIVAL THIS YEAR.