Fight Club

David Fincher

1999

Two men start a fighting for fun club because you never feel more alive as when you’re nearly killing someone. Fincher’s film is much more of a comedy than a philosophical think piece on modern masculinity. A powerful first hour but it’s basically “Buy A Big Fucking Television: The Movie.”

The Wrong Box

Bryan Forbes

1966

This most British of farces has a comforting quality but is overwhelmed by its huge and talented cast. Leonard Rossiter, Irene Handl, Peter Sellers, Tony Hancock, Michael Caine and Ralph Richardson have nothing to do. It’s a frustrating mess, a case of too many cooks and not enough Cook (Peter).

You Were Never Really Here

Lynne Ramsay

2018

An apocalyptically bleak and beautiful film comparable to Taxi Driver but only in terms of greatness; perhaps the 700th review of this movie to mention Travis Bickle but it’s a lazy reference; pain and suggestion, hammers and jellybeans are far more important than rage. Ramsay knows our imaginations are psychopaths.

 

 

 

 

Rumble Fish

Francis Ford Coppola

1983

It’s Francis Ford Coppola. The cast is notorious for their talent. But it’s total mince. This is a failed experiment. The street gang look like they’re going to burst into a beautifully choreographed song and dance routine at any moment. The fact that they don’t is the best thing about it.

Zama

Lucrecia Martel

2018

The story of a Spanish magistrate and colonialist somewhere in 18th century South America, the specifics left deliberately vague suggesting a Beckettian purgatory. Beautiful and slow, tense and odd this film washes over you like stinging jellyfish-filled waves on the beach of your millennia-long holiday in a boiling, glaring paradise.

Capturing The Friedmans

Andrew Jarecki

2003

Famously, Andrew Jarecki was making a film about children’s entertainers in New York when one of his subjects told him about his family’s horrible history. Fascinating, it’s also unsettling and creepy; like a disgraced piano teacher. This documentary leaves you with the uncomfortable feeling there’s something it’s not telling you.

Mikey And Nicky

Elaine May

1976

John Cassavetes plays a small time gangster wanted dead by the mob over a lousy thousand bucks; Peter Falk is his best friend. Essentially a two-hander set over the course of one night this is a strangely forgotten gem of 70s noir. Think: My Dinner With Andre with sweaty violence.