The Best of the 2010s: Top 20 Films

On the one hand, I feel compelled to dissect the decade in film here in the intro. After all, 10 years, more than 1,000 movies watched, thousands of performances seen, hundreds of thousands of words written by yours truly and millions more out there in the world, it certainly seems as though it all needs to be summed up, neatly and succinctly.

Maybe that cannot be so. The decade was too big to encompass in one post here. Too much happened, on screen and off. No summary could encapsulate it all. Perhaps I should just let the movies speak for themselves. After all, they are magnificent films from wonderful artists that defined the past decade and will live on to be seen, discovered, and appreciated in the decades to come.

If we look closely enough, I think the story of our decade is told in these 20 films. These movies reached beyond the cinema and helped us understand something about the world around us, helped us make sense of all this craziness – or helped us escape it for a short time. There are historical dramas, tales of modern romance, science-fiction alongside documentary. There are thrills, and there are laughs. There are moments that will make us cheer and moments to make us cry.

The best films of the 2010s reflected the times in which they were made but also staked out a hope for the future, a plan, a vision for what comes next. It is not always a pretty vision, and we do not always make it out okay, but then, sometimes we do. It is up to us, the viewers, the real people leading everyday lives, to pick the future we want and to make it happen. Because the future is coming, ready or not, and these are the decisions for which we will be remembered.

Before we get to the list, here is a group of 20 more films that landed just outside the top 20 (alphabetically): 127 Hours; Birdman; Blank Panther; Calvary; Drive; Faces Places; Fences; Force Majeure; Frank; The Kindergarten Teacher; The Master; Moana; Mustang; Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood; A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence; The Revenant; The Shape of Water; Take Shelter; The Wolf of Wall Street; Weiner.

The Top 20 Films of the 2010s:

20. BlackKklansman, directed by Spike Lee

Spike Lee has his forbears, certainly – Charles Burnett, Melvin Van Peebles, and frequent collaborator Ossie Davis among them – but I think it is fair to say the current wave of talented black directors does not get a foot in the door without the pioneering early works of Lee. He is not the only one, of course, and filmmakers like John Singleton, F. Gary Gray, and Keenen Ivory Wayans have all had a hand in the cause. But you can draw a direct line from Do the Right Thing to Ryan Coogler’s Fruitvale Station. From Malcolm X to Ava DuVernay’s Selma. From Crooklyn to Barry Jenkins’ If Beale Street Could Talk.

Meanwhile, Lee’s own output remained steady in quantity but uneven in quality, though his documentary work has always been stellar. Finally, he won an honorary Oscar, and it looked like the industry was ready to turn the page on Spike as a modern force. Then, he went and made BlackKklansman, the most politically urgent and cinematically accomplished work he has produced since perhaps 25th Hour. Lee cuts away all the fat and gets straight to the heart of the matter in calling out the times for what they are and the people responsible for what they have done.

Starring John David Washington and Adam Driver, BlackKklansman is the story of a black cop who infiltrates the Ku Klux Klan. It would all seem funny if the facts were not so ominous and the story not so relevant to today. The whole enterprise is gripping, entertaining, and terrifying in equal measure, but Lee saves the biggest gut punch for the final moments. He reflects our own world back at us, and the image is as ugly as feared. There are true villains out there, and BlackKklansman is not afraid to point fingers and name names.

19. All Is Lost, directed by J.C. Chandor

J.C. Chandor made four features in the 2010s, and each of them in some fashion deals with the manner in which the modern world forces us to act in ways that are antithetical to our nature. Of these, the most harrowing and heartfelt is All Is Lost. It is also the most abstract, following as it does the story of an older retiree (unnamed in the script but referred to as Our Man and played by our man, Robert Redford) who gets stranded at sea.

While sailing alone, Our Man’s ship is struck and critically damaged by a lost shipping container. From this point on, the film is almost a silent procedural as Our Man undertakes the steps to save his own life, while thwarted by the elements at every turn. Our Man is measured and resourceful, fearful of death but unafraid to act. Redford plays him as a stoic but not without humor or hope. In portraying Our Man, of course, he is portraying every man, and every woman, and everyone.

The story at hand is so engrossing and the cinematic elements in play so enveloping that it would be easy to miss the machinery at work, the larger narrative churning away in the background. Ultimately, this is where the modern world has left us, alone and adrift. Like 99 percent of us, Our Man has no safety net, nothing to keep his head above water but the will to do so. We are drowning ourselves, both figuratively and literally, and there is no one coming to save us. So, like Our Man, it is incumbent upon each of us to fight on, unafraid to act, to save ourselves.

18. Frances Ha, directed by Noah Baumbach

I first saw Frances Ha about a year before I moved to New York City. As I write this, it has been nearly a year since I moved back to California. My five years in New York felt like a lifetime, and yet, those years flew by in a flash. New York is a place where you can do everything and accomplish nothing, where you can see everything and somehow miss it all, where you are surrounded by people yet know no one. All of it is right there, in gorgeous black and white, in Greta Gerwig’s and Noah Baumbach’s ode to getting your life together, but on your own timeline.

The 2010s were much of the world’s introduction to Gerwig, who got her start in the indie Mumblecore scene in New York, though if you saw Lady Bird, you know her to be a Northern Californian through and through. She imbues the title character of Frances Ha with charm, resilience, stubbornness, and pure chutzpah. She is the quintessential elder millennial, saddled with debt, burdened by dreams, and unsure what to do in a world that somehow has already left her behind. Maybe she won’t catch up and maybe she will, but Gerwig gives us a character who will never stop running.

The other half of the equation is Baumbach, a filmmaker who never met a cutting remark or satirical jab he did not like. For once in his whole bitter, anxiety-ridden filmography – which I say with love, as I believe his credits are superlative – he let the sunshine in. How could he not? Gerwig’s presence practically demands it. Baumbach films New York like we have never seen it before, finding hidden corners and new angles on familiar ones. It is the ultimate collaboration, as Baumbach seems to be filming through Gerwig’s eyes. Would that we could all see the world so fresh.

17. Shame, directed by Steve McQueen

Director Steve McQueen and star Michael Fassbender proved how deep they could go into a character and a story in their first collaboration, Hunger from 2008. With this, their second film together, they showed there were still new depths to plumb and that they were the right men for the job. Shame is the story of a sex addict who has pushed everything and everyone of value out of his life to make room for only those things that will satisfy his addiction. He is troubled, and he is pained, but most of all, he is so very, very lonely.

McQueen finds that loneliness in every corner of his canvas, in the crowded nightclubs and dark alleys, as well as the penthouse apartments and swanky lounges. The loneliness is everywhere, and it is poisoning everything it touches, most of all Fassbender’s Brandon. Even when his equally lonely sister (Carey Mulligan) arrives at his door, her presence merely amplifies the emptiness in his life. They are alone together, lost right where they find themselves. They have neither the tools nor support to reach out, to come together, to find a way out of the despair.

The world since the film came out in 2011 has only more come to resemble the one depicted here, in these images of desolation, hopelessness, and mindless, empty consumption. It is easier to be this way, disconnected and alone, than it is to risk rejection, to risk humiliation, to risk our pride. So, we go on like this. McQueen’s film argues that it is unsustainable, that there can never be enough to satisfy us, to fill the void, because the void grows ever larger. Ain’t that a shame?

16. Spotlight, directed by Tom McCarthy

Good people doing good work are rare on screen. I do not know why that is, and one wishes there were more, if only to show there are good people and there is good work being done. In Spotlight, we see that the members of the investigative team at the Boston Globe do not work for accolades, and they do not work for acclaim. They do not need a pat on the back. They are obviously not in it for the money – there isn’t any. All they want is for the world to see their work and take action. That is all any journalist can reasonably ask. Good journalists give us the truth. It is up to us what we do with it.

In an era replete with corruption and coverups, lies and hypocrisies from the most powerful people in the land, perhaps no scandal was more thoroughly disgraceful than that of the Catholic church. They held the ultimate power, and they used it to commit the vilest crimes. Tom McCarthy’s film is a step-by-step look at the Boston Globe’s investigation into these heinous acts. McCarthy shows us the process of gathering evidence, interviewing witnesses, and piecing together clues. This is the leg work lesser films skip over in favor of flashy chases and grand statements. Good people doing good work.

Despite how all of this may sound, the film is anything but dry. On the contrary, it is riveting. Though most of us know the facts of the case and how it turns out, McCarthy builds tension by interrogating his characters’ beliefs. This is a world dominated by the church, filled with people whose lives are grounded in faith. The Spotlight team’s work will shake that foundation to its core, and they must all wrestle with that truth. But in the end, it is the truth, and that is what they have sworn to uphold. Good people doing good work. If only there were more.

15. Selma, directed by Ava DuVernay

Controversy has a way of attaching itself to works of art and clouding our appreciation of them. It is ironic, then, that the controversy around Ava DuVernay’s masterwork is that it was not appreciated enough. Though nominated for Best Picture at the Academy Awards and a winner for Best Original Song, the film failed to garner nominations for DuVernay as director, David Oyelowo for his stirring lead performance, or any of the many deserving craftspeople. The following year, #OscarsSoWhite was born.

The legacy of Selma, however, deserves to be greater than a hashtag. There is a reason there was such consternation over the lack of recognition, and the reason is that the film is utterly deserving of every accolade bestowed upon it and denied to it. This is visionary work that – forgive the cliché – brings history to life. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was a historical figure, yes, but he was also a man. He was subject to the same vices and capable of the same virtues as any of us. DuVernay and Oyelowo work to show us that King was great not because he was perfect but because he overcame his flaws.

By overcoming those flaws, he inspired people to action, and through that action, change was achieved. Selma also demonstrates, however, how fragile that change can be. We must all be guardians of progress, we must all help to roll the boulder up the hill, and we must all be ready to take on the weight of other boulders, of other fights. The tide turned for King in Selma because people saw injustice placed before their eyes and said, “No more.” But of course, there is always more. We still see it, it is still right in front of us, and if we choose not to act, the consequences will be dire.

14. The Tribe, directed by Miroslav Slaboshpitsky

I do not think I have told this story in this space before, so if you will allow: In June 2015, I was able to attend an early screening of The Tribe at the Film Forum in New York. Director Miroslav Slaboshpitsky and star Yana Novikova were on hand for a Q&A. The film earned every inch of its reputation as a grueling descent into silent chaos. Grown men sobbed openly, one audience member fainted and was removed from the theater, and general madness swept over the crowd. The Q&A, conducted through multiple interpreters, was a delight, and my partner (now wife) and I left the theater suitably wowed.

You can read my report on all of that at this link. Here is the part I never mentioned. After we left the theater, we bumped into Slaboshpitsky on the street, jovially conversing with people he had just traumatized, in a good way. He was kind and boisterous and generous with his time and answers. Then, when asked what, if any, statement he was trying to make with his film, he replied: None. Pressed for what The Tribe might be about, he insisted nothing, that he was simply trying to tell a good story. I think of this story often when considering artistic intent and whether intention has anything to do with reality.

The Tribe is a lot of things, and no matter what Slaboshpitsky would have you believe, it is certainly about something. What you take from it will depend on your willingness to investigate your own ideas about tribalism, peer pressure, and the madness of mobs. But if you can do that, and if you can stick with the film’s lengthy single takes, and if you can stand the silence of a movie shot entirely in Ukrainian sign language without subtitles, then you will be rewarded with a film that speaks nothing but says everything.

13. Parasite, directed by Bong Joon-ho

In a 20-year feature career, writer-director Bong Joon-ho, affectionately referred to as Director Bong throughout the 2019 awards season, has made just seven films. He followed his universally beloved second film, Memories of Murder, with creature feature The Host, which brought him international attention and acclaim. Once he made the jump to Snowpiercer (2013) and Okja (2017), featuring big Hollywood stars and studio money, it appeared he was fully prepared to join the mainstream. Now, we get Parasite, and instead of going to the mainstream, Bong has made the mainstream come to him.

The director’s latest has been described a thousand different ways, and none of them is wrong. Parasite is a class-warfare drama, an Ocean’s-style heist flick, an absurdist comedy, and a panic-inducing thriller. It has won awards from just about every critics group under the sun, it has the Academy stamp of approval, and it has made more than $25 million in the U.S., which is seismic for a South Korean film with no familiar stars – never mind that Song Kang-ho is internationally renowned and the film is a $100 million blockbuster in its native Korea. This is Director Bong’s world, and we are just living in it.

With all the acclaim and the hoopla and the parties and awards, though, it can be easy to forget just what made this twisting tale worthy of all this attention in the first place. And make no mistake, Parasite deserves all the accolades coming to it and more. The story is as universal as it comes, a fable about rich vs. poor, poor vs. poor, and the rich vs. everyone. It is about the chasm that exists between the elite and the underclass on whom they rely, without whom their comfortable lifestyle would be unattainable. Bong posits a system much like our own, in which everyone is leaching off someone, in which there are no heroes or villains, and all that matters is what you can take.

12. Silence, directed by Martin Scorsese

More than three years since Silence was released in theaters, I am still trying to understand the shrug with which it was met. It boggles the mind. You have Martin Scorsese directing one of his life’s passion projects, featuring magnificent performances, all-time great cinematography, and exploring some of the deepest, most resonant themes imaginable. All of that, and it seemed there was a collective sigh when it hit theaters. The $7 million domestic box office take is essentially what forced Scorsese to Netflix to make The Irishman. Without Leonardo DiCaprio in the lead, no one wanted to put money on a Scorsese movie.

I understand the hard sell and the tough sit that is Silence. On paper, it is a nearly three-hour slow burn about 17th century missionaries grappling with their faith. Not a traditionally family-friendly crowd pleaser, though it may not surprise you to learn my wife, then fiancée, and I caught it in theaters as our Christmas night movie that year. But this is Scorsese, and this is the movie he waited his whole life to make, the story he has been building up to from Who’s That Knocking at My Door to The Last Temptation of Christ to Kundun. This is the closest we will ever get to looking directly into Scorsese’s soul, and no one cared.

The film, however, is still out there, and it is not going anywhere. We still have Andrew Garfield’s brilliant performance as Rodrigues, a man trying to make himself in Christ’s image but whose vanity and self-importance weigh him down. We still have Rodrigo Prieto’s misty mountainside photography, Dante Ferretti’s and Wen-Ying Huang’s deceptively minimalist sets, and the measured, steady pacing of editor Thelma Schoonmaker. It is all still out there, waiting to be discovered by us. But that is where Scorsese has always been, out in front of us, waiting for us to catch up.

11. Amour, directed by Michael Haneke

By the time the 2010s rolled around, Michael Haneke was firmly in the “lifetime achievement” phase of his career. He was approaching 70 years old. He had spent more than 20 years making darkly probing dramas about the fundamental flaws in humanity that bring us so much pain. And in 2009, his disturbing deconstruction of the foundations of fascism, The White Ribbon, finally won him the Palme d’Or. Then he went out and won the damn thing again.

Amour is of a piece with Haneke’s filmography, but it also stands apart. While all of his films in some way investigate ideas of betrayal and loss and culpability, Amour takes these themes and brings them inside the home. We watch as our main character’s body and mind betray her, as her husband grieves the excruciatingly slow loss, and as everyone searches for someone to blame for a pain that seems inexplicable. Amour is Haneke’s most intimate and personal film, and thus, it is also his most painful. While the characters wonder why this is happening, Haneke seems to be saying: How else would you expect this to go?

Emmanuelle Riva and Jean-Louis Trintignant are stunning as Anne and Georges, a husband and wife, long since retired from their jobs as music teachers, who pass their time going to concerts and simply enjoying their time together. Riva, I have written about in this series, but Trintignant has an equally difficult task, playing a man watching the love of his life slowly slip from his grasp and knowing there is nothing he can do about it. His pain is palpable, and his loneliness is real. No one expected this much honest emotion from Haneke, but it is right there in the title. Yes, of course our bodies will betray us – that is what they do – so the only question is how much pain we are willing to endure for love.

10. 45 Years, directed by Andrew Haigh

What is left in a marriage when trust is gone? Can it be rebuilt? Even if so, can things ever be like they once were? Writer-director Andrew Haigh poses these questions and more in his probing, insightful look at the fragility of the bonds we spend our lives building. 45 Years is not so much about the dissolution of a marriage as it is the slow unravelling of the ties that could bind any of us together. It wonders how shaky the foundations of any relationship are and whether a single crack can widen until the ground beneath us fully gives way.

Charlotte Rampling plays Kate in the best performance of a long career (and one I wrote about in the performances of the decade piece). She is married to Geoff, played by Tom Courtenay, who is equally superb. They have been married nearly 45 years and are planning a big anniversary blowout when we meet them. Then, Geoff receives word that an ex-girlfriend who went missing on a hike decades before has been found, her preserved body discovered in a thawing glacier. This one piece of news casts a shadow over Geoff and Kate’s relationship, a darkness that grows with each passing day as Kate is forced to reckon with the truth about the man to whom she has devoted her life.

Their circumstances are specific to them and to the film, but it could happen in any number of ways to any of us. The past – here, a young woman persevered in youth forever – is always perfect. Our minds have a way of ironing out the flaws, and in this way, we can go on, unburdened by grievances and undisturbed by traumas. But that perfection is a kind of trauma in and of itself. The past haunts us, waving its idyll in our faces, forcing us to question what we have right now. Is this all we need, all we want? Can we ever be satisfied? Can we ever move on? And if 45 years is not enough time, could there ever be enough?

9. The Favourite, directed by Yorgos Lanthimos

There has never been a costume drama like this before, and unless director Yorgos Lanthimos decides to go back to the well, there probably never will be again. Be honest. When you heard 18th century England and a power struggle in the court of Queen Anne, you thought: stuffy, dull, old fashioned, etc. Perhaps some of those descriptors would have occurred to me, as well, if not for the fact that Lanthimos is one of the finest filmmakers in the world right now. He has yet to make a film that could be described as stuffy or dull, so when I heard he was taking on British royals in the 1700s, my first thought was: yes, please. The Favourite does not disappoint.

The film is everything you could ever want at the cinema. The cast is spectacular, the script is riotously funny, the crafts are consistently adventurous, and the story strikes at the very heart of the monarchy and our cultural obsession with wealth and power. The film follows two members of the royal court, Sarah (Rachel Weisz) and Abigail (Emma Stone) jockeying for position and favor with the queen (Olivia Colman). They torture each other emotionally and physically, finding weak spots in each other they might never have known were there. All they want is a little more – a little more power, a little more money, a little more of everything.

Of course, a little more is never enough and the cycle repeats. They want more so they take it by any means necessary. At a certain point, the gluttony becomes an end to itself, and by the conclusion, even the winners wonder what they have truly gained. We watch, thrilled and amazed by all of these goings on, but Lanthimos never lets us off the hook. He toys with our compassion and our loyalties until the final moments arrive and we wonder how we could have wished for any of this and what it says about us that we did.

8. Moonlight, directed by Barry Jenkins

On paper, every element of Moonlight looks like a gamble. It starts with the story, by playwright Terrell Alvin McCraney, about the coming of age of a poor, gay, black youth in Miami. There is the director, Barry Jenkins, who had made just one feature eight years prior. There is the cast of mostly unknowns, apart from Naomi Harris, who featured in the Pirates of the Caribbean series, and Mahershala Ali, who began the decade a talented journeyman television actor and ended it a two-time Oscar winner. Finally, there is the fearless way in which all of these elements are put together by Jenkins, whose brilliant work turned a gamble into a sure thing.

The story of Little/Chiron/Black (Alex R. Hibbert/Ashton Sanders/Trevante Rhodes) is unlike any we have ever seen on screen. The characters are unlike any we have ever met. In lesser films, this story and these lives would be played for cheap sympathy and easy drama. The particular genius of Moonlight is that Jenkins treats all of his characters with respect and empathy, foregrounding the experiences of people who are often overlooked and underrepresented. Jenkins makes these lives important, demonstrating what happens when a filmmaker gives marginalized voices the kind of care and attention usually lavished upon the white heroes in 90 percent of films.

In navigating these tricky waters, Jenkins never steps wrong. Moonlight is a kaleidoscope of human emotion, twisting and turning and revealing new shapes and colors throughout its runtime. It would be disorienting if we were not in hands as sure and steady as Jenkins’. This leads to the obvious question, which has an even more obvious and depressing answer: Why did a director this clearly talented have to wait eight years before making his second feature? The system is broken, that’s why, and until it is remade in the image of filmmakers like Jenkins, films like this will always seem like happy accidents, happy though they may be.

7. Roma, directed by Alfonso Cuarón

It was inevitable Alfonso Cuarón would marry the gentle humanism he displayed in early films such as A Little Princess and Y Tu Mamá También with the technical bravura showcased in Children of Men and Gravity. But it is one thing for a filmmaker to be capable of such a union, while it is quite another to pull it off as masterfully as Cuarón does here. From the gorgeous black-and-white cinematography to the immersive sound design, Roma is a crafts marvel buoyed by the deceptively simple tale of domestic worker Cleo (Yalitza Aparicio) and the family for which she cares.

Roma revels in the details of lives lived and in the small moments that pass by unnoticed by most of us. The film is unafraid to give its characters a quiet moment on a rooftop and let us hear the dogs barking and children laughing in the neighborhood. Cuarón stages massive set pieces like the burning of a forest against the mundanity of a family watching TV and inviting their domestic worker to join them. The film’s grandest sequence is a melding of the two as Cleo goes into labor in the middle of an uprising. This moment finds a perfect balance in the human drama in front of us and the full-scale riot going on all around us.

Cuarón made the film as a tribute to the domestic worker who helped raise him as a child, and some critics bristled at the thought of a wealthy artist purporting to speak for a poor native woman. This led to a conversation about who has the right to tell what stories, which is a fine conversation to have, and it would have some validity if more poor domestic workers had a chance to tell their stories within the Hollywood machine. Unfortunately, that is not so. Thus, we rely on honest, empathetic work from filmmakers like Cuarón to give a voice to the voiceless. At its most altruistic, film is a medium that offers a window into lives we will never know. That is Roma, and only Cuarón could have shown us this view.

6. The Tree of Life, directed by Terrence Malick

One of the more surprising developments in film this past decade had to be the transition of Terrence Malick from reclusive genius into prolific auteur, seemingly out of nowhere. From 1973 to 2010, Malick made just four films. Over the past 10 years, he has made five features, three shorts, and an IMAX documentary. He is already in postproduction on his next feature. Whatever precipitated this sudden creative burst, its clear beginning is here in The Tree of Life.

The director’s signature style has been around since at least his second feature, Days of Heaven in 1978. That style reaches its zenith here, so much so that in his subsequent films, it became something of a crutch. Much of his output in the 2010s had the look and feel of a Malick film but lacked the emotional core that is in evidence here. Cinematographer Emmanuelle Lubezki’s stamp is all over this film, and he should have won his first Oscar for it – he had to wait two more years, then he won three in a row. The voiceover, another Malick signature, is illuminating and vital, while the themes are at once specific to his characters and universal to us all.

The Tree of Life is epic in scale, flashing back, as we discussed in a previous piece, to the origins of all life in the universe. Its strength, however, lies in the specificity of its characters and the care taken to make their lives feel as important as the big bang. In particular, Jessica Chastain and Brad Pitt are excellent, but special mention must be made of Hunter McCracken, who portrays the two stars’ son in the film and is absolutely stunning in his only film role to date. Their family bond is tested over and over again, but as everything around them fades and the universe grows emptier, the only thing left for them is that connection and the memories of what they once had.

5. Foxtrot, directed by Samuel Maoz

War seems to be a perpetual state of being. Humanity divides itself into factions, then factions of factions, based on nationality, or religion, or skin color, or economics, or all of the above. Those factions then fight over what they believe is owed to them, the land or money or status they think they deserve. Win or lose, time passes, the divided reshuffle into further divisions, and it begins again. In the end, we are all debased. Foxtrot is about that debasement, about the fools war makes us into, about the cruelty we are asked to perpetuate and the ways we do so willingly.

Samuel Maoz’s film is no traditional war picture, though. There are no big battle scenes but those playing out within ourselves. Following one Israeli family and the horrors the war machine visits upon them, Foxtrot is a plea for sanity in an obviously insane world. It asks us to consider why we are fighting and whether we are truly fighting for anything. We see the people back home as they struggle to cope with loss. We see the soldiers in the battlefield, just kids put in life or death situations when they have little understanding of either concept. We see the devastation wrought, not by bombs but by the very nature of war.

This machine of death relies on hate. It requires us to be our worst selves. It knows we will betray our better natures in service of it because war has always been with us, and as far as we can tell, it always will be. We cannot see our way out from inside its spinning wheels and rotating gears. We send young people off to die because young people have always been sent off to die. We do not question it because we do have the words to form the question. Perhaps, we do not want to hear the answer because deep down, we know the machine cannot exist without our permission, which makes us the monsters.

4. Leviathan, directed by Andrey Zvyagintsev

That we are still in this mess is perhaps the most shocking thing about Andrey Zvyagintsev’s epic indictment of dictatorial rule and governmental oppression. In fact, it has only gotten worse. Zvyagintsev was born in Russia at the height of Soviet power, less than two years after the Cuban Missile Crisis. He watched his country torn apart and ravaged and exploited by those in control. He and his countrymen have seen the rise and fall and rise again of authoritarianism. Zvyagintsev takes all this pain and experience and puts it on the screen in his bleak vision of a world lost to the powers that be.

Hewing closely to the story of Job, Leviathan is the story of a man and his family whose comfortable life is upended on the whims of a local politician. The man, Nikolay (Aleksey Serebryakov), determines to fight to protect his family and his property, and misfortune upon misfortune is visited upon him for his insolence. While the biblical Job is tormented by God and Satan, Nikolay’s punishments are doled about by the self-styled gods and devils around him, the rulers who take authority as their right and wield power as baton, striking all those who would rise up against them.

Where in the world can we turn and not see this dynamic played out over and over again? We get what they give us and no more. If we ask for more, we are beggars. If we ask for equality, we are out of line. If we work hard, we are told to work harder. They make their petty rules and change them as they see fit. It is their game, and all we can do is try to win. Leviathan is about what happens when we play and inevitably lose. “Remember the battle and do so no more … Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.” – Job 41:8-11

3. Melancholia, directed by Lars von Trier

The end of everything never looked so beautiful, nor so inevitable. Lars von Trier is a provocateur par excellence, just witness the Cannes press conference that followed this film’s premiere. But he is also an artist capable of producing works of great depth and feeling. The trade off we make for the ill-considered comments, dumb controversies, and silly feuds is to receive films like Breaking the Waves, Dancer in the Dark, Dogville, and this, his crowning achievement.

When it appeared in 2009 that von Trier had gone as deep into the darkness as was possible to go with Antichrist, no one knew that his next film would find further depths to explore. Melancholia is not a film about depression. It simply is depression, writ large, on the biggest canvas imaginable. The film understands on a fundamental level that the throes of depression can feel like the tendrils of the earth are reaching out and pulling you deeper into the blackness. Depression is hopelessness, emptiness, nihilism, and Justine, as played by Kirsten Dunst, is the embodiment of all these experiences.

The film opens with a series of extreme slow-motion shots, showing us the final days, final hours, and final moments of these people’s lives. Where other directors and lesser films would use this device to preserve the preciousness of these images, von Trier uses these shots to prolong the suffering of his characters. The longer this goes on, the more pain they, and by extension we, feel. But still, the end is coming, and when it does, it will be the end of everything. As Justine tells her sister: Life is only on earth – and not for long.

2. O.J.: Made in America, directed Ezra Edelman

Contained within these 467 minutes is the entire modern history of the United States. This is the mockery that is the criminal justice system. This is the antagonistic force law enforcement has become. The degradation of the media. The obsession with the celebrity. This is the addiction to sensationalism. In telling the story of O.J. Simpson, the murders of Nicole Brown and Ronald Goldman, and the subsequent trial, director Ezra Edelman show us what it means to have been a black man alive in America for the past 60 years.

The length is necessary to provide all the context lesser documentaries would hint at or gloss over. By taking his time and building his case brick by brick, Edelman is able to reflect the world back at us in ways we have rarely if ever seen on film. We see riots, protests, and police shootings. We see a world on fire. Into this milieu is dropped Simpson, a superior athlete and seemingly squeaky-clean presence. He stands at the nexus of white America and black America, and Edelman uses this figure to explore everything that happens when these two worlds collide.

There is no trickery here, and though full of directorial style, Edelman does not need flash when his film has so much substance. The pieces were always out there, waiting to be put together. This is what makes Edelman’s accomplishment so impressive. When laid out before us, the puzzle is impossible to ignore and its picture is clear. We made a monster into a martyr and turned a murder investigation into a circus. It was dubbed the Trial of the Century, as if it were a ready-made television event. Edelman takes that moniker and turns it back on us, putting our century on trial. The verdict: Guilty. The sentence: Well, look around. 

1. 12 Years a Slave, directed by Steve McQueen

First, the images come to mind. The wheel of a paddle-steamer cutting through the water with its ruthless efficiency and ceaseless consistency. The blood and flesh spraying from black bodies, abused beyond recognition. The muddy feet of a slave, who has been strung up by the neck, as he struggles to keep his toes in contact with the ground. All that cotton. Then, the emotions hit you. The pain, the hopelessness, the incomprehensibility of it all. The wonder at how this could have happened, not so long ago, and how it is still happening. And the realization that no one did anything, and that we are not doing enough.

Steve McQueen’s 12 Years a Slave is a masterpiece that recognizes slavery for what it is: a stain on human history that can be neither washed away nor covered up. Its effects are felt today, and this film is a rejoinder to all those who would say the Civil War ended more than 150 years ago, who say get over it, who defend the Confederate flag as a symbol of pride, who do not understand why we have to reiterate that black lives, in fact, matter. This is the evidence. This is what was done. This is what your confederacy fought to defend. These are the lives that did not matter in their time. McQueen’s film makes certain they will matter now.

It is not just the film’s import, however, that makes it great. The performances across the board are unimpeachable, from Lupita Nyong’o, Chiwetel Ejiofor, and Michael Fassbender to Paul Dano, Alfre Woodard, Sarah Paulson, and Paul Giamatti. Sean Bobbit’s cinematography, Adam Stockhausen’s production design, Hans Zimmer’s music, and Joe Walker’s editing, all the way down the line, there is not a craftsperson delivering anything less than perfection. And, of course, there at the helm is McQueen, guiding all of these perfectly assembled parts to the finish line.

As we enter another decade, unsure of what the future holds or what the world might look like at the end of another 10 years, the responsibility rests with all of us to make our piece of it better. That starts with remembering where we came from and how we got here. The past is ever-present in very real ways, and we cannot move forward if we do not look back and learn. This film demands that we confront the past, that we face up to who we are and what we have done. For these reasons, 12 Years a Slave is not just the best movie of the decade, but one of the best films ever made. It is our honest history, and what we do with that truth is up to us.

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The Best of the 2010s: Top 20 Moments

You never know what will stick with you when you see a film. Sometimes, you think you know what you will take away, but then something else catches you by surprise and never leaves you. It could be a performance, a stunt, a joke, or maybe just a look, but when you see it, you know it. You feel it. Like the perfect line in a great song, it comes to define an experience. These moments can be painful or joyous or both, but no matter what they are, they are the experiences that make moviegoing so wonderful.

By their very nature, these moments are personal. Your 20 favorite film memories from the decade will be different from mine, and that is okay. That is great, in fact. I hope you share with me some of yours and allow me to share with you some of mine, the 20 moments from the 2010s that will stay with me forever.

20. The villagers are crucified – from Silence, directed by Martin Scorsese

Scorsese’s true magnum opus of the decade – his ultimate statement on the themes he has explored his entire career – is Silence, about a Jesuit missionary (Andrew Garfield) who sees himself in Christ’s image. In this extended crucifixion sequence, he is confronted with the reality of that image, and the emptiness of his words in the face of true suffering. He prays the villagers remember what Christ went through, but he watches as their torture continues for days and no amount of prayer will make it stop. When one villager sings a hymn as he dies, he is left to do so alone on the cross, and we are witnessing not some glorious martyrdom but a senseless death.

19. Jordan Belfort has lunch with Mark Hanna – from The Wolf of Wall Street, directed by Martin Scorsese

Matthew McConaughey won his Oscar in this year for Dallas Buyers Club, beating out scene partner Leonardo DiCaprio for the prize. Many saw that as the culmination of the McConaissance, but I actually think peak McConaughey is right here, sipping martinis and beating a drum on his chest. Mark Hanna is the macho ‘80s stereotype Jordan Belfort has modeled himself after, and he lays out the entire scam of the machine. As long as he is getting paid, getting drunk, and getting off, nothing else matters. We are watching a snake oil salesman explain his craft, and in so doing, we see why it works. Jordan is hooked, and so are we.

18. W’Kabi kneels to Okoye on the battlefield – from Black Panther, directed by Ryan Coogler

Apart from Michael B. Jordan’s Killmonger, the most memorable character in Black Panther is Okoye, played by Danai Gurira. She is a fierce warrior, loyal to her nation, and torn between honor and duty. Her arc reaches its glorious climax when she must face down her love, W’Kabi (Daniel Kaluuya), on the battlefield. When she chooses Wakanda over him, he realizes that this civil war is destroying them and their people, and he knees to her. In this moment, Coogler is paying tribute to the power and resilience of black women while also condemning the kind of internecine conflicts that distract from pursuing meaningful change.

17. Captain Phillips receives a medical evaluation – from Captain Phillips, directed by Paul Greengrass

Greengrass is an expert at crafting tense thrill rides that never let up for a moment. See United 93 and his Bourne films for further evidence. These movies, Captain Phillips included, so rarely afford the viewer a chance to breathe. This is their defining quality. So, when Captain Richard Phillips’ (Tom Hanks) ordeal is over and he is given a second to reflect, the audience is taken aback. We are shocked by his vulnerability, his pain, his sadness, and ultimately, his relief. The steely, resolute man who had been so strong throughout all of this finally breaks down, and we see the real person underneath, the person who could be any of us in both courage and fear.

16. “The incident” goes down – from I, Tonya, directed by Craig Gillespie

“This is what you all came to see!” Tonya Harding (Margot Robbie) snarls, and we are indicted. Gillespie pieces together the maiming of Nancy Kerrigan with precision and skill, expertly building up tension until the moment the knee buckles. It all works brilliantly, but it is undeniably voyeuristic. What in us compels us to watch this? Why do we need to see poor Nancy beaten and broken? What the hell is wrong with us? By asking these questions, the film is already miles ahead of us in the audience. Tonya is right. This is what we wanted, and that says more about us than it does about Tonya Harding.

15. The band records “Please, Mr. Kennedy” – from Inside Llewyn Davis, directed by Joel and Ethan Coen

This is when it all goes wrong for Llewyn (Oscar Isaac). Yes, the song is uproariously funny, and performers Isaac, Justin Timberlake, and Adam Driver commit to its goofiness. Driver’s deepthroated “uh-oh,” Timberlake’s guileless enthusiasm, and Isaac’s weary skepticism come together in a hilarious sequence that displays the absurdity of the business they have all chosen. When the gut punch comes at the end, no one knows that is what it is until much later, but when we do, the irony is almost unbearable. This is every bad decision Llewyn has made coming back to bite him, the greatest near-miss of his life, and it is all his own damn fault.

14. Eliza and the Amphibian Man dance – from The Shape of Water, directed by Guillermo del Toro

Bear with me a moment. I liked La La Land fine. It had some lovely sequences, including the dance in the observatory among the stars, featuring two of the most attractive movie stars on the planet. This ain’t that. This is a deaf-mute woman (Sally Hawkins) and an Amphibian Man (Doug Jones) re-enacting their version of a Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers dance number. In making these his heroes, del Toro crafts a tribute to all those outsiders and weirdos, himself among them, who may never defy gravity like some of the pretty people but who dream of a transcendence made in their own image.

13. A woman cries in the rain – from Foxtrot, directed by Samuel Maoz

Rutger Hauer, who died in 2019, is responsible for delivering into the lexicon the line “tears in rain.” The very idea is arresting, so simple but so powerful, and demonstrated so movingly here by Maoz. At an army checkpoint, Israeli soldiers get their kicks harassing the Palestinians trying to get through, trying only to live their lives. The cruelty is the point. When a well-dressed man and woman arrive, apparently on their way to a function, they are forced into the pouring rain, humiliated for no reason other than being who they are. She fights back tears, but they fall anyway, and in the deluge, we feel a world weeping for this pain but doing nothing to stop it.

12. Juan teaches Little how to swim – from Moonlight, directed by Barry Jenkins

For two brief, fleeting minutes, the weight of the world is lifted from Little’s (Alex R. Hibbert) shoulders and he is weightless. The film’s defining image is that of Juan (Mahershala Ali) cradling Little’s head as he helps him to float in the ocean. Though waves crash down around them and on them, Juan assures Little he will not let go, and Little is supported. He is held. He is lifted up for perhaps the first time in his life. Things will not be this good, this free, again for a long time, and as Jenkins’ final shot shows us, Chiron will have spent his whole life trying to rediscover what he felt at this moment.

11. Patsey is flogged – from 12 Years a Slave, directed by Steve McQueen

Filled with sequences of unhinged brutality and dreadful torture, McQueen’s masterpiece reaches its moment of greatest horror when Solomon (Chiwetel Ejiofor) is forced to whip Patsey (Lupita Nyong’o) by Epps (Michael Fassbender). Patsey’s cries are what we remember as the blood and flesh spray from her back, but it is not only the pain of slavery we are witnessing but also the impotence and cowardice of those who uphold its virtues. They are weak, hateful, and malevolent, driven by a need to destroy what they see as strength in others. Patsey cannot demand to be clean. Solomon cannot demand mercy. Demands require power, and as McQueen demonstrates, they have none.

10. Aron Ralston cuts himself loose – from 127 Hours, directed by Danny Boyle

Not since the reverse vibraphone at the end of Taxi Driver has a musical sting stuck with me so long and so vividly as the moment Aron Ralston first hits the nerves in his arm. The entire sequence is a transcendent blend of Boyle’s high-octane editing style, A.R. Rahman’s propulsive score, and James Franco’s understated performance. The stakes are life and death, and we feel every second tick by as Aron battles for his future. Of course, it is a difficult sit and not for the squeamish, but the payoff is so magnificently played by all involved that I could watch it over and over again.

9. The raid on Osama bin Laden’s compound – from Zero Dark Thirty, directed by Kathryn Bigelow

Bigelow’s Oscar-winning epic was controversial when it debuted and has only grown more so over the years. The filmmaker likely inflated the role of prisoner torture in finding and killing Osama bin Laden, and that inflation has had real-world consequences. That is the film’s first two hours. Its final half-hour, however, is a tense, moody, boots-on-the-ground depiction of the raid on bin Laden’s compound. The precision and competence of the Navy SEALs is impressive and exciting to watch, but we are always ill at ease as we realize just how easy it is to kill a man, and we grapple with just what that death means.

8. The Edmund Pettis Bridge sequence – from Selma, directed by Ava DuVernay

We go here from the cold calculation of Kathryn Bigelow’s Navy SEALs to the unsettling chaos of an attack on civil rights marchers in the south. What guts and brilliance from DuVernay to stick a miniature war film right in the middle of her historical drama. The first march on Selma is a masterclass in putting the viewer in the middle of a battle, demonstrating the brutality of the racist forces of oppression without exaggeration or embellishment. DuVernay puts the camera on the ground and makes the audience a part of the struggle, ensuring each blow of a billy club is felt and each drop of blood is remembered.

7. Moana sings “How Far I’ll Go” – from Moana, directed by Ron Clements and John Musker

“How Far I’ll Go” is the movie song of the decade. I will hear no other arguments. There were bigger hits (“Let It Go,” “Happy,” “Skyfall”) and songs more integral to their films (“Feels Like Summer,” “Everything Is Awesome”), but there was no other song in the 2010s that demonstrated so succinctly the greatness of the film in which it appears. Auli’i Cravalho’s performance of Lin-Manuel Miranda’s glorious show-stopper is evidenced of what family films can do at their best. It lifts the spirit and empowers the soul, urging all listeners, young and old, of any race or class, to wonder … well, you know.

6. Lancaster Dodd interrogates Freddie Quell – from The Master, directed by Paul Thomas Anderson

I wrote previously in this series of the performances by Philip Seymour Hoffman as Lancaster Dodd and Joaquin Phoenix as Freddie Quell. I called them the two best performances of the decade. This scene contains within it all the proof I could ever need. What starts almost as an acting class exercise in repetition becomes something else entirely as the Master tries to break through to this seemingly unknowable beast before him. In so doing, they form a bond that is unlike any we have seen in cinema before. It is deep, it is troubling, and it is fascinating. These are two performers absolutely demanding each other’s and our attention, and they are getting it.

5. Jeannine sees her portrait on her home – from Faces Places, directed by Agnès Varda and J.R.

Varda died near the start of 2019 at the age of 90. Right up to the end, she continued making tremendous works of art, filled with the kind of empathy for which she was so rightly celebrated. The penultimate work of her career, Faces Places, is empathy writ large, literally, as she and co-director J.R. go around the countryside putting up giant portraits of the people they meet. It is the first portrait, however, that sticks in mind the longest, the lone woman in an abandoned neighborhood, Jeannine. She is a quiet revolutionary, battling back against a world that would just as soon forget her. Varda and J.R. ensure that will not happen.

4. The history of the universe sequence – from The Tree of Life, directed by Terrence Malick

Even at its most direct, The Tree of Life is an impressionistic collage of memories and free-floating ideas. Then, for one glorious sequence, Malick goes full-on expressionist, showing us the violent, fiery, yet ultimately empty history of the universe from moment one. It is gorgeously shot and exquisitely executed, but it is not just aimless wandering through the galaxy. It is a history of life, which is itself a history of cruelty. Malick takes us beyond our little lives and the lives of his characters, and their petty grievances, to show us just how small we are and just how much of what we are has been there from the beginning.

3. Jack Mulligan gets a ride home – from Widows, directed by Steve McQueen

The single take has been around for years but really exploded this decade with directors like Alfonso Cuarón and Alejandro G. Iñárritu, along with cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki, essentially making it their calling card. But the best single take of the 2010s was also the most subtle, with McQueen telling the entire tale of inequity and corruption in Chicago during a single car ride home. As the camera slowly pans across the hood of the car, we see wealth and poor side by side, a juxtaposition that helps us understand just how far apart the rich and the poor truly are.

2. Sharon Tate goes to the movies – from Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood, directed by Quentin Tarantino

I had never cried during a Tarantino movie. Never really even felt teary. That is not the wavelength on which his films operate. But when Sharon Tate (Margot Robbie), whose fate we know so well, goes to the theater to see one of her own movies, that’s when the director finally got me misty-eyed. All of Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood feels like an elegy to a time long since passed. Tate has become emblematic of that – her murder for many symbolizing the end of the ‘60s dream. Her joy in seeing herself on screen reverses this, turning her from a symbol back into the living, breathing, joyous human being she was. If only for a moment.

1. Frances runs through the city – from Frances Ha, directed by Noah Baumbach

When the beat kicks in, all you can do is dance. Greta Gerwig’s Frances Hawthorne is a dancer, anyway, and so she must do more. She runs. As David Bowie’s “Modern Love” blares on the soundtrack, she runs. As New York City goes about its day, she runs. Her sprint down the sidewalks of the city is boundless, inexhaustible, unfettered joy, exploding out in every direction at once. She spins and leaps and, yes, dances through the streets with the exuberance of youth and the seeming knowledge that maybe it will not last forever, but it surely exists right here and right now. So, let’s dance.

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The Best of the 2010s: Top 20 Performances

I will be brief here in the introduction because I will go on far too long below. The best performances of the decade will not appear to have much in common on the surface. The characters and films and performers differ wildly, and the themes they explore differ more wildly than that. There are Oscar-winning portraits in searing historical dramas alongside irreverent comedic mischief and everything in between. Some of these performers were introduced to us in the 2010s, while others have been around for decades, but they all left us with work that will stand the test of time.

Before we get to the list, here are 10 other performances who landed just outside the top 20 for me (in alphabetical order): Olivia Colman in The Favourite; Kirsten Dunst in Melancholia; Chiwetel Ejiofor in 12 Years a Slave; Charlotte Gainsbourg in Nymphomaniac; Brendan Gleeson in Calvary; Jake Gyllenhaal in Nightcrawler; Naomi Harris in Moonlight; Michael Keaton in Birdman; Carey Mulligan in Shame; and Brad Pitt in Moneyball.

The only rule I had was to limit the list to one performance per actor, which was difficult in several cases, and I made note of other performances I considered when putting together this list. Enjoy.

20. Tiffany Haddish as Dina in Girl’s Trip

Comedy stars have a way of breaking onto the scene seeming fully formed, forcing audiences to wonder, “Where has this person been?” But it is never that easy, and Haddish is just the latest example. She had been working the comedy circuit for more than a decade and garnering supporting roles in film and television for years before the blockbuster success of Girl’s Trip. Her journey to the spotlight was long, but from the moment she bursts onto the screen in director Malcolm D. Lee’s uproarious comedy, you understand immediately how she wound up there.

Dina is as fully realized a comic creation as we have gotten in a generation. She is to the film what Carl Spackler is to Caddyshack, the reason to keep going back, again and again. While Girl’s Trip is filled to the brim with wonderfully funny set pieces, the moments when Haddish is allowed to be her flamboyantly comic self are those that stick in your mind. Just watch this film and try to look at a grapefruit the same way ever again.

19. Mary Elizabeth Winstead as Ramona Flowers in Scott Pilgrim vs. the World

Ramona Flowers is an impossible character to pull off, or at least, she should be. She is both fantasy and all too human. She is a self-absorbed nerd’s idea of the perfect woman, but she is also her own person. Director Edgar Wright asks Winstead to be both at once throughout his energetic graphic novel adaptation, and Winstead turns the high-wire act into high art.

Though Michael Cera’s Scott Pilgrim perhaps sees her one dimensionally, as a prize to be won, Winstead never plays her that way. Winstead’s Ramona is a complex mix of pain and hope, waiting neither to be saved nor won but rather earned. She knows who she is and embraces the flaws and imperfections that have brought her to this point. Winstead had an interesting decade and deserved more than many of the roles she received, and the proof is right here, in Technicolor magic.

18. Andy Serkis as Caesar in the Planet of the Apes series

Maybe this is a bit of cheat as we are considering all three films in the Apes reboot series as a single performance, but point to another character in any franchise that is as well developed and intimately observed as Caesar. Across Rise of the Planet of the Apes, Dawn of the Planet of the Apes, and War for the Planet of the Apes, Serkis charts Caesar’s growth from orphaned lab experiment to reluctant warrior to commanding leader with a grace and dignity rarely given to human characters, let alone motion-capture chimps.

It is a travesty that none of these films won Best Visual Effects at the Oscars, but it is perhaps sadder still that Serkis’ work was not recognized. Actors have long feared visual effects technology would make their performances obsolete, but with Caesar, Serkis proves the opposite to be true. It takes real talent, skill, and commitment to bring to life a character this vibrant through layers of digital makeup. Famed as well for his motion-capture Gollum and King Kong in Peter Jackson’s films, Serkis reaches new heights in the Planet of the Apes series, pointing the way forward for the blending of art and technology.

17. Florence Pugh as Dani in Midsommar

(see also: Little Women)

This was my introduction to Pugh. I missed her acclaimed turn in Lady Macbeth and skipped Outlaw King and Fighting with My Family. No reason. There are just a lot of movies to see. But as soon as Pugh showed up in Ari Aster’s psychological horror show Midsommar, every performance of hers shot to the top of the must-see list. This is earth-shaking work, and in a genre that not only allows for but embraces hysterics, Pugh reaches for something deeper and grander.

Dani is a victim of everyone in her life. She is tormented and abused by those closest to her, and she suffers it gladly, thankful for any scrap of connection. Midsommar is the story of her escaping this darkness and literally stepping into the light. Pugh embodies this transformation so thoroughly we barely notice it happening. In every pained cry and private moment, Pugh takes the opportunity to show us the woman Dani is hiding from the world, and by the end, we understand why she can hide no longer.

16. Peter Bogdanovich as Brooks Otterlake in The Other Side of the Wind

Think about the level of difficulty inherent in what Bogdanovich is doing in Orson Welles’ final film. At this point in their careers, Bogdanovich is a talented director who has surpassed his mentor, Welles, in commercial success and popular acclaim, if not necessarily artistic merit. Welles cannot get a film financed and is living in Bogdanovich’s home, subsisting primarily on what little good will he has not squandered. And in The Other Side of the Wind, Welles asks Bogdanovich essentially to play out this personal and professional drama on the big screen. Bogdanovich, as ever, is game.

Brooks Otterlake has all the success in the world, all the fame, money, and women he could want, but he feels obliged to kneel at the feet of the master, played here by John Huston as Jake Hannaford. He is desperate for Jake’s approval and acceptance, and Bogdanovich plays the slow realization that he is never going to receive it as a Shakespearean tragedy. He is wounded, angry, and bitter but also strident and petulant. Finally, when Brooks asks Jake, “What did I do wrong, daddy?” he is resigned. By this point, so is Bogdanovich, as the shadows grows ever larger in death, of both Jake and Welles.

15. Adèle Exarchopolous as Adèle in Blue Is the Warmest Color

It is difficult now to discuss Blue Is the Warmest Color without addressing its director’s misconduct (and his generally crumby subsequent output), which casts a shadow over this film. That is why you will not see it cropping up on many decade’s-end lists, despite its Palme d’Or win and rightful critical acclaim. However, while the film has perhaps become, what the kids refer to as, #problematic, what remains is the sterling lead performance of Adèle Exarchopolous.

While scene partner Léa Seydoux, who went on to larger international fame, is remarkable as well, the film belongs to Exarchopolous. Yes, the graphic sex scenes took courage and strength and all that for an actress who was not yet 20 when the film premiered, but more than that, watch the way Exarchopolous eats spaghetti. Watch the way she dances. Watch the way she interacts with people she knows, with people she doesn’t. Exarchopolous uses every moment to craft a life that feels both mundane and unique, universal and specific.

14. Michael Shannon as Curtis in Take Shelter

(see also: 99 Homes and The Shape of Water)

Michael Shannon has been around for years, which is to say Michael Shannon has been knocking it out of the park for years. I missed the early boat on Shannon. I remember him as a menacing presence in Before the Devil Knows Your Dead and a voice of truth amid delusions in Revolutionary Road. But the first time I remember thinking he was going to be special – or in fact, was already special – was in Jeff Nichols’ masterful surrealist drama about paranoia and mental illness.

Shannon inhabits the mind and spirit of a good family man who just wants to do right by those he loves but must battle the demons clouding his mind, such that he cannot see the right thing. By now, we all know Shannon can play scary or intimidating. What he does so brilliantly here, though, is to take a man who could be your neighbor or drinking buddy and break him down to his wounded soul. Curtis is not scary because he is large or angry. He is scary because, as Shannon shows us, he cannot trust his own mind and fears what that mistrust could force him to do.

13. Emmanuelle Riva as Anne in Amour

Riva was already 32 when most of the world met her in Alain Resnais’ 1959 New Wave masterpiece Hiroshima, Mon Amour. She was then with us steadily for the next 58 years, until she died in January 2017, a month shy of her 90th birthday. In the final decade of her life, she gifted us with the capstone to a brilliant career, a stunning, heartbreaking turn in a modern masterpiece, this time simply called Amour, from German provocateur Michael Haneke.

Anne is an older woman but full of life and love and vibrancy. All of this is stolen from her when she suffers a stroke, and for the rest of the film, Riva guides the audience through Anne’s slow, painful deterioration into invalidity. In the early passages, Riva is able to show us who this woman once was, and her transformation into a living ghost is haunting because we see the light fade from Anne’s eyes. Riva has no vanity and no timidity in showing us a death, not of the body but the soul.

12. Michael Fassbender as Frank in Frank

(see also: Twelve Years a Slave, Shame, Prometheus & Alien: Covenant, and Macbeth)

I am probably on the record somewhere on this site calling Fassbender the best actor of his generation. I stand by that. There are contenders for the crown, many on this list (DiCaprio, Shannon, Phoenix, etc.), but the depth and breadth of the roles Fassbender has disappeared into speak for themselves. It took every ounce of will power not to name his devastating turn in Steve McQueen’s Shame here, but we have enough pain and sorrow. And I find equally impressive the profound joy and wonder Fassbender imbues the title character with in Lenny Abrahamson’s musical-on-the-sly, Frank.

The character of Frank has all the hallmarks of a gimmick. First of all, you cannot see his face for nearly the entire runtime of the film. In lesser hands, he would be a cipher, an unknowable accumulation of tics and gesticulations, hidden behind a literal mask. But in Fassbender’s hands, he is a soulful artist, a wounded creature who has built a home with other wounded creatures. Instead of repelling, his giant mascot-like head draws people into his orbit, like a star. When he guilelessly asks whether we can see him smiling, we know he is because Fassbender makes us feel it, even without seeing it.

11. Natalie Portman as Jacqueline Kennedy in Jackie

(see also: Black Swan)

The trick to Pablo Larrain’s magnificent film Jackie is that it is a mood sustained over its entire 100 minutes. It walks a razor’s edge in portraying the first lady’s state of mind in the days following her husband’s assassination. A hair one way, and the film becomes mawkish pablum. The other, and you have overwrought melodrama. Instead, we have this strange, haunting tone poem about tragedy, grief, and a kind of stardom. And at the center of it all, tasked with balancing these seemingly incompatible goals, is Portman.

Few actresses her age have been in the spotlight as long as Portman, and she brings those years of world weariness to a Jackie Kennedy whose life has been irreparably altered. In moments that have been seared into the public consciousness – like that of widow in her blood-stained pink jacket – Portman is able to communicate all of the conflicting feelings and impulses that are flying through her mind all at once. She gives us a full picture of the private person and public persona that made Jackie O such a fascinating character on the world stage for generations.

10. Yana Novikova as Anya in The Tribe

We have seen great silent performances before. Samantha Morton in Sweet and Lowdown. Sally Hawkins in The Shape of Water. Of course, Marlee Matlin in Children of a Lesser God. But Novikova’s performance in Miroslav Slaboshpitsky’s harrowing The Tribe is the only one that forces us into stunned silence along with the character. Born deaf, Novikova is absolutely electric as a girl at a deaf school forced to trade her body for safety but who will not allow herself to be compromised or downtrodden.

There are reports of people fainting during the film’s most difficult scene, which revolves around Anya – and I witnessed the phenomenon firsthand at a screening I attended – but these reports, however true, are sensationalist. They dull the impact of Novikova’s work, which is breathtaking in this controversial scene but only succeeds because the actress has made Anya a fully realized character in everything before this. Novikova makes us care about Anya’s pain, her struggle, her release, and it is for this reason that no matter how much we may want to, we cannot look away.

9. Leonardo DiCaprio as Jordan Belfort in The Wolf of Wall Street

(see also: Shutter Island, The Revenant, and Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood)

This was basically Leo’s decade. He made just eight films over the past 10 years, and J. Edgar is the only flop among them, though even that made $84 million on a $35 million budget. Apart from that, he made megahit after megahit for celebrated auteur after celebrated auteur. Let’s just look at the list: Inception with Christopher Nolan; Shutter Island with Martin Scorsese; J. Edgar with Clint Eastwood; Django Unchained with Quentin Tarantino; The Great Gatsby with Baz Luhrman; The Wolf of Wall Street with Scorsese; The Revenant with Alejandro G. Iñárritu; and Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood with Tarantino again.

I would argue each performance is better than the last, culminating in his career-best work in Once Upon a Time. But it is his sleazy stockbroker, Jordan Belfort, that I keep returning to in my mind. DiCaprio has been a serious, capital “A” Actor for nearly his entire career, and though brilliant, he is often controlled and contained. There is nothing to contain him in The Wolf of Wall Street, and he embraces that freedom with all the energy of … well, a Wall Street bro with too much damn money. DiCaprio not only chews the scenery but burns the set to the ground, and when this loathsome creature tells us he’s not leaving, we rejoice at the hubris but revel in the audacity.

8. Sarit Larry as Nira in The Kindergarten Teacher

How painful it must be to see potential wasted. How burdensome it must be to recognize talent unappreciated. Finally, how horrific to see that which you love profaned and mocked. This is Nira’s tragedy in Nadav Lapid’s superlative The Kindergarten Teacher. She is surrounded all day by children, who are incapable of understanding the beauty around them, then goes home to a husband who willfully ignores that same beauty. She has the soul of a poet but not the talent – and then, she meets Yoav.

Larry translates all this pain and pleasure and poignancy with a quiet dignity for which the world Nira inhabits has no time or need. She shows us what happens as the ignorant philistines around her chip away at her sense of self and Nira is forced to cling harder and harder to the one pure thing she sees. The actress portrays Nira not as a woman in the midst of a breakdown – though she very well may be – but in the throes of an awakening. And in her struggle to rise, we finally see just what about all this is so profound.

7. Viola Davis as Rose Lee Maxson in Fences

(see also: Widows)

Davis is one of the finest actors working in Hollywood today. She has proven that time and again and has never given a poor performance, nor has she taken a scene off, even in substandard material, such as Suicide Squad. Unfortunately, the material she is given so rarely rises to the level of Davis’ talent. This is not Davis’ fault. Rather, it is the fault of an industry that seems to have little use for middle-aged women and even less for middle-aged women of color. So, for times like this, you just want to throw your hands up to the cinema gods and say thank you.

Rose Lee Maxson is one of the great female characters in modern American theater, perhaps even the greatest. That is thanks to August Wilson. This performance, however, is one of the greatest of the decade thanks to Davis. As a woman constantly let down by the men in her life, trying to hold on to some piece of the future she envisioned, Davis is stunning. She won an Oscar for her performance but as Supporting Actress. There is nothing about Rose that is supporting, and Davis knows it, which is the strength of the performance. Rose has been in the background far too long, and Davis will not allow it for one second more.

6. Denzel Washington as Troy Maxson in Fences

(see also: Flight)

The Fences ensemble is magnificent, from Stephen Henderson and Jovan Adepo to Mykelti Williamson and Saniyya Sidney. But at its core, August Wilson’s masterpiece is a two-hander. It is Rose and Troy. You cannot have one without the other. So, of course, we cannot have here Viola Davis’ Rose without Washington’s Troy. They are perfectly matched performers working in perfect harmony, even when their scenes are specifically about discord. It is a thrilling pas de deux that we are privileged to be able to sit back and watch.

All of this is perhaps made more impressive by the fact that Washington is directing the whole production. Washington’s place on the Mount Rushmore of modern actors is secure. He has won multiple Academy Awards, headlined major blockbusters, and starred in one great film after another. Fences, then, is evidence of the restless artistic spirit that resides within Washington. He has nothing left to prove, but still he performs Troy as if everything depends on it. He brings Wilson’s creation ferociously to life, portraying a man who has everything he needs if only he could see it. Washington not only sees it, but he appreciates it, and he is gracious enough to share it.

5. Charlotte Rampling as Kate Mercer in 45 Years

Kate is older but vital. She is a retired teacher. She takes her dog for walks in the countryside and enjoys spending quiet mornings at the kitchen table with her husband of 45 years. When we meet her, she is planning a blowout anniversary party to celebrate that lengthy union. Then, writer-director Andrew Haigh pulls the rug out from underneath her entire life, and she is left to question what is true, what is not, and what, if anything, it all means.

Rampling is the life force that drives 45 Years. She is its broken heart and its clear mind. She is both the storm and the eye. Rampling draws on Kate’s lifetime of experiences and joys and sorrows and regrets and brings all of it to the surface. Rampling focuses Kate’s anger and pain in ways that are too raw to watch but too powerful to avoid. Kate’s life crumbles as her perception of the world around her is altered irrevocably, which makes her struggle almost entirely internal. Rampling makes this internal struggle felt all the way up to her final, defiant gesture.

4. Lupita Nyong’o as Patsey in 12 Years a Slave

(see also: Us)

It is easy to forget how late into Solomon Northup’s story Patsey arrives. But when she does, the impact she leaves behind is that of a crater, and Nyong’o is the asteroid that brings this devastation upon the story. How to talk about Patsey without talking about her abuse, her suffering, her torment? She is the favored slave of a cruel master, which is worse than being nothing because she knows all eyes are on her. It is her unfortunate circumstance that she refuses to have her spirit broken, and when she demands to be clean, we feel every ounce of her pain and we feel it physically, viscerally.

This was Nyong’o’s feature film debut, and it is shocking to realize that she made just 10 films in the decade, three of them Star Wars sequels in which she appeared as a CGI creation. This is to say that despite the absolute force of nature she clearly is and always has been, we have yet to see the full extent of her powers on the big screen. Her performance as Patsey is possibly one of the greatest film debuts of all time, it was awarded an Oscar, and it is likely we are still undervaluing the performance and Nyong’o as a performer. Hopefully, we do not make that mistake in the next decade.

3. Margot Robbie as Tonya Harding in I, Tonya

(see also: The Wolf of Wall Street and Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood)

If there is justice in Hollywood – for the most part, we know there is not – Robbie will be allowed to do anything she wants over the next decade. Maybe that decision will not be up to Hollywood, though, as Robbie has proven smart enough, savvy enough, and talented enough to turn her passion projects into reality. This is why we are getting in 2020 a Birds of Prey movie for which Robbie will serve as a producer. This is why there is a Tank Girl movie and a Barbie movie in the pipeline. And, this is why we have this rollicking film and this transcendent performance.

Robbie accomplishes the nearly impossible as Tonya Harding in this film, showing us whole new shades of a public figure we thought we knew and creating a character where the culture had decided on a caricature. With this performance, Robbie fundamentally changes our shared understanding of one of the strangest moments in recent American history. The culture demanded a monster, and the media narrative offered up Harding. Robbie’s performance is a corrective that does not whitewash the person or the history but deepens our sympathies with a weapon more powerful than any blunt object: truth.

2. Phillip Seymour Hoffman as Lancaster Dodd in The Master

(see also: A Most Wanted Man)

Sometimes you just have to say what’s on your mind, and what’s on my mind is: What a damn shame. I am not the first and I will not be the last to wonder aloud what other performances Hoffman had in him, what future works were forthcoming, what greatness was denied by his death in February 2014 at the age of 46. It was a devastating loss to his family and friends. It was a gut punch to the film and theater communities in which he thrived. It left everyone searching for ways to express their grief and their appreciation. For those of us who knew him only through his work, then, what better expression than taking in perhaps the crowning achievement of his career.

Hoffman’s collaborations with writer-director Paul Thomas Anderson were frequent and varied, with each artist bringing out something beautiful and brilliant in the other. They saved their finest creation for their final work together, though of course, neither knew it would be such. The cult leader Lancaster Dodd is thoughtful and intense but also remarkably boisterous and alive. His appetites outstrip his ability to satisfy them. He thinks he is searching for answers, but he is only searching for confirmations. And what he wants confirmed more than anything is his own greatness. He is an open book in which each new page is a contradiction. Only Hoffman could do this, and there will never be another like him.

1. Joaquin Phoenix as Freddy Quell in The Master

(see also: I’m Still Here, Inherent Vice, and Joker)

Freddy Quell is the mewling, animalistic id to Lancaster Dodd’s superego. He is the part of us that knows we are broken and the part that refuses to be fixed. For long stretches, The Master is a two-man show, and perhaps the only actor capable of matching Philip Seymour Hoffman scene for scene was Phoenix. He embodies the brooding intensity and childlike mischievousness with equal vigor, portraying a man who will walk endlessly back and forth between two points simply because he is told to but who will also fly into a rage at the slightest provocation. He is base and incurious, a reflection of our worst selves, but probably closer to us than the heroes we so idolize.

Phoenix’s unconventional manner and strange public persona are well documented by this point. We have all read the stories of him being difficult to work with, refusing to answer questions in interviews, and walking off set if it suits him. We all lived through the insane (and, to my mind, glorious) experiment that was I’m Still Here. Society can be to quick to excuse the behaviors of difficult geniuses, exempting them from common humanity because of their gifts. This is wrong-headed and should not be so. But Phoenix seems genuine when he insists he is an artist whose only wish is to do the best work he can. He will tell you himself that he does not believe art should be a competition, but competition or not, he is winning.

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