in 2010 I accomplished the task of seeing at least one new movie a month in the cinema, but this year I've barely made it to any! What a tragedy.
My film of the year I think should probably go to X-Men: First Class, for excessively brilliant onscreen chemistry between the delectable Mister McAvoy and King of the Shark People Mister Fassbender (Charlie X and Erik, respectively).
My film of the year I think should probably go to X-Men: First Class, for excessively brilliant onscreen chemistry between the delectable Mister McAvoy and King of the Shark People Mister Fassbender (Charlie X and Erik, respectively).
Add to their perfect performances a brilliant training montage (I hear every film needs one) and definitely the best ending to a film of the series yet (which of you didn't experience that brief heart-stop when What Happened Happened?) it has probably been the film I have talked most about this year. That is apart from this one:
Sucker Punch. Sorry public opinion, I thought this film was just damn brilliant. The cinematics are wonderful, the dialogue and scripting is brilliant, and the overall story is great. I had the misfortune of watching it with someone who got confused enough to begin wearing his popcorn as a hat, but after a rewatch I enjoyed it just as much the first time. I love how there's virtually not a speck of blood int he whole thing, just inspired streams of steam and light. Steampunk nazi zombies - does it get better? But how did I wrap up my cinematic year?
Sherlock Holmes: Game of Shadows. I was dragged almost against my will to see the first one and actually loved it, and against all odds I found the second to be just as great as the first. I don't know who to favour out of Charles and Erik or Holmes and Watson, but it was another shining example of great cinematics and fantastic dialogue. It's a complete toss-up for favourite film of the year, but it has to be between these three.
Honourable mentions go to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows pt2 for wrapping up one of my favourite stories in a truly explosive and moving manner, 127 Hours for totally blindsiding me with humour and the sound of sliced tendons, and Insidious for providing one of the scariest moments of cinema I have ever personally witnessed (RED-FACED DEMON WHUT?).
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