Sunday, February 9, 2020

Oscar Predictions



You asked for it - my annual Oscar predictions. Not necessarily what I think *should* win, but what I think *will* win:

Best Picture & Best Director: 1917
Best Actor: Joaquin Phoenix
Best Actress: Renée Zellweger
Supporting Actor: Brad Pitt
Supporting Actress: Laura Dern
Original Screenplay: Parasite
Adapted Screenplay: Jojo Rabbit

Sunday, January 12, 2020

1917: Moving In Every Way Possible




Let me just say it: 1917 is easily the best war film since Saving Private Ryan, and ranks up there among the absolute very best, including Stanley Kubrick's Paths of Glory

“Nothing like a patch of ribbons to cheer up a widow...”

Directed by Sam Mendes (American Beauty, Road to Perdition, Skyfall) and shot by legendary cinematographer Roger Deakins (Sid and Nancy, Fargo, Blade Runner 2049), 1917 follows two soldiers in the First World War who are tasked with delivering a message to a battalion far in enemy territory that will prevent them from being massacred. The conceit devised by Mendes and Deakins is that virtually the entire film feels as though it's happening in a single shot, in one long, uninterrupted take.

The craftsmanship and skill on display here is unprecedented. Mendes wrote the script (with Krysty Wilson-Cairnes) in part based on stories he'd heard from his grandfather. The soldiers (Dean-Charles Chapman and George MacKay) are realistic everyman characters who have no idea what they've got themselves into, both delivering utterly compelling performances grounded in reality.

Deakins' one-shot execution is no gimmick, completely immersing the audience in the experiences and environments the characters encounter, avoiding the temptation to rely on shaky, hand-held camerawork. Instead, the camera is fluid in such a way that you feel like you're right there with them, experiencing their journey like the world's most immersive dream. Navigating the horrors of no-man's-land and the labyrinth of trenches, the camera is somehow able to move with incredible versatility, despite some incredibly tight quarters. Deakins shot a huge portion of the film just using available light, creating a completely raw and immediate mood. Massive props to production designer Dennis Gassner, who does a simply remarkable job of recreating battlefields, bunkers and destroyed towns that look completely authentic.

While there's more than one "shot" in 1917, the various takes are woven together in such a way that the film truly feels like a participant's ongoing experience, the composition of each shot as we move from one sequence to another is amazing. I have no idea how Deakins pulled all of this off (cranes?), but they may as well engrave his Oscar now. Nobody can touch him here. In a career full of amazing highs, his work here is a historic achievement.

My advice is to race to the theater as quickly as possible and see this for yourself. I have a feeling this is going to win Best Picture, and quite probably Best Director. It's simply extraordinary work by all involved, and an unforgettable experience. Very, very highly recommended.



Thursday, January 9, 2020

“The Dead Speak!” Star Wars: Episode IX - The Rise of Skywalker



SPOILER WARNING: DO NOT PROCEED FURTHER OR READ ANY OF THIS REVIEW UNTIL AFTER YOU'VE SEEN THE RISE OF SKYWALKER!
























FINAL WARNING - SPOILERS AT THE GATE!











We live in an age of knee-jerk reactions – and nowhere is that more evident than in the science fiction community. Since social media became the firehose of opinion dissemination, responses to films (akin to political opinions) have tended to be intensely reactive and polarizing. You either really love something or you really hate it – and if you don’t agree with me... you must be crazy!!! In addition, with highly anticipated tentpole films, the expectations are often so intense – coupled with the collective audience assumptions of what they presume a movie will be like – that it’s become rarer and rarer for a movie to actually meet that stew of avid expectancy and preconceived notions. It makes for a strange – and often extreme – time to be a fan.

So with the arrival of Star Wars: Episode IX – The Rise of Skywalker last month, all those variables had reached critical mass. Understand that I’m a lifelong Star Wars fan who’s wildly predisposed to love just about anything involving the franchise. I’m not a “Disney-hater,” and I’ve enthusiastically loved the first two chapters of this new trilogy. It’s our modern pop culture mythos, whose appeal spans generations. Like the Marvel Universe, you’ll see twelve-year-old kids and grandparents enjoying the films together – and that’s pretty awesome. Fans really freaked out over the previous installment, The Last Jedi, with many having extremely negative, Prometheus-level reactions. I actually loved it, and thought the filmmaking was inventive and very satisfying. So, yes – I’m extremely fond of Star Wars, and was heavily invested in how director J.J. Abrams and company would wrap things up in this concluding chapter.

I first saw the picture opening weekend, and had a bit of a strange reaction, I think due in large part to the less than ideal venue we had to settle for, when our preferred local cinema was closed due to vandalism. I try to avoid chain theaters that bombard you with ads – and after 20-plus minutes of Coke commercials and mediocre trailers, I wasn’t in the best mood when the movie started. So I wanted to think about it a bit before weighing-in, and I wanted to go back and see it a second time, having allowed some time for that expectation frenzy to die down, and to assess the film with a little bit more objectivity. What a concept!

The Rise of Skywalker has had an interesting reception. It’s had about the lowest aggregate critic’s score of any of the films in the franchise (about equal to The Phantom Menace), yet has a pleasingly high audience score, and has done terrific box office, holding the top spot ever since it opened. There’s been repeat business, and audiences are clearly enjoying themselves.

Having now seen the film twice, I think I’m in a much better place to see where the film succeeds, and also where things get a bit fuzzy. Again, be advised spoilers abound from this point forward.

The big plot development in Rise of Skywalker is that somehow…Emperor Palpatine (Ian McDiarmid) has returned. It’s revealed in the opening crawl. Hand-in-glove with this development is the Emperor’s connection to protagonist Rey (Daisy Ridley). Rey’s parentage has been a central mystery of the previous two installments, and here it’s revealed that she’s Emperor Palpatine’s…granddaughter. This is all big news, and it’s fun and operatic to see it play out. But in terms of feeling connected to the first two chapters of this trilogy, it really feels a bit like both of these plot twists come out of nowhere.

Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi screenwriter Lawrence Kasdan was brought in to work on the first screenplay for this trilogy, The Force AwakensAs far as I know, Kasdan has been mum, but I’m willing to bet all this Palpatine emergence & familial revelation was not part of the initial game plan when writing that first script. I would love to hear what he thinks of how this final chapter played out.

We see Palpatine right away, where Kylo Ren (Adam Driver) seeks him out on the mysterious Sith planet of Exogol. Helpful reminder: in case you forgot, Palpatine was dispatched at the end of Jedi when Darth Vader threw him down into an explosive power shaft in the second Death Star. The key word in all this is that “somehow” Palpatine has returned. The audience isn’t really in on how this happened, which might be convenient, but feels like a big cheat (I hope Wonder Woman 1984 does a better job of explaining how Steve Trevor comes back). He’s hooked up to enormous machines, and seems fleshy and milky-eyed – incomplete. He reveals to Ren that he’s been the puppet master behind Supreme Leader Snoke the whole time, and we see some big vats containing other presumably Beta versions of cloned Snoke bodies. So we kind of assume Palpatine came back through some vague combination of cloning and dark side Sith sorcery. It’s a big, far-flung space fantasy, and there are times they just expect you to go with it.

Likewise the whole granddaughter reveal (akin to “am your father!”) is a little odd. “Granddaughter” implies family, and while we (again) pretty much assume Palpatine wasn’t out there dating and got married at some point – that he (probably?) sired children by more laboratory-induced means – still, we get flashbacks of Rey’s parents, and how did they come into being? Did they have a mom? They seem like a regular couple, not like a pair of Sith witches or warlocks. This all feels really hastily stitched together, with very little info given to the audience – which is a shame. Because the overall theme this plot helps serve for Rey (particularly in the final scene), is that your family and sense of self comes from who cared for you and guided you in life – not first and foremost from who biologically conceived you – which is a great message for any young people in the audience to hear who may have grown up with less than ideal parents in their past.

This is all basically the setup – though the reveal about Rey comes about halfway into the film. Screenwriters Chris Terrio (Argo, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, Justice League) and J.J. Abrams reaffirm that Ren is still very much a bad guy, having had his helmet welded back together by some kind of Sith chimpanzee – seriously. There’s a new top dog Imperial, Allegiant General Pryde (Richard E. Grant), and Ren has regrouped with his cool-looking biker gang, the Knights of Ren.

The Resistance is getting help from a spy somewhere inside The First Order, and Terrio and Abrams cook up an extremely hopscotch artifact plot about finding a Sith Wayfinder, an object necessary to find the location of Exogol and the Emperor. But finding it ain’t easy, and involves the core good guys hopping to no less than three planets to track down. Along the way there are giant snakes, old flames, and epic adventures. There’s also a character death fake-out that reminds one of Marion Ravenwood’s “They must have switched baskets!” resurrection from Raiders of the Lost Ark. For me, this planet-hopping section of the film is the least successful, with dialogue that’s really overflowing with awkward exposition, and a feeling that a lot of editing has gone on to try and consolidate events – which creates a pretty haphazard flow. Finn (John Boyega) and Poe (Oscar Isaac) fare the worst with all this, and deserve better. An early scene at the rebel base with the two of them and Rey energetically over-talking one another as they try to exposition themselves out of the scene feels like the world’s most awkward and self-aware improv class ever. Things get better, but that early scene sets the tone, and it’s pretty painful – and make no mistakeI really like these actors – I’m rooting for them to succeed. But it feels like it reveals a certain awkwardness everyone is trying super hard to get past.

So, Paul, it doesn’t sound like you liked this movie very much? Not necessarily. Upon a second viewing, I found myself a lot more willing to “suspend my disbelief” and just go with it. It's a fun, high-energy adventure, and they keep throwing things at you, fast and furious. For me, what really saves the film and keeps the sails aloft is the work of both Ridley and Driver. Both actors do a tremendous job here – even when the script threatens to undermine and contradict their established characters. These two Jedi are much more powerful than those who we saw in the original trilogy, with new abilities. A key element of these films is the relationship between Rey and Ren, and the connection between them is far more tangible than we’ve previously seen – even when they’re in different physical locations, their bond seems to allow them to partially intervene in the other’s tangible space. They aren’t just antagonists, and both actors work with that. They’re also given a couple of riveting action sequences together, including a truly epic, Wagnerian lightsaber duel on the tempest-tossed wreckage of the second Death Star. This is probably the set piece where Abrams’ gift of conjuring up real cinema shines the brightest. It’s a breathtaking sequence.

Likewise, a desert scene of Rey single-handedly facing down a fast-approaching TIE Fighter is a definite show-stopper, and exquisitely cut.

There’s a real sense of fun to a large part of this concluding chapter, but there’s also a real sense that Abrams maybe wasn’t fully allowed to hone a distinct vision. It’s been reported he shot way more footage than has been included here, and that many scenes were cut to ensure a brisk running time, or out of concern about how they might play in the lucrative overseas market. Talk is already in the wind of a subsequent re-release akin to Avengers: Endgame, with additional scenes – and an eventual home video release of a potential 192-minute Abrams’ cut, with many scenes involving actors who’ve played Jedi in previous films, who were only briefly heard here. We’ll have to see how that all plays out, but it’s fascinating to consider, and may make the story flow a bit clearer. Now that the film’s box office stature is secure, Disney can afford to be liberal with sharing additional content.

Filmmaking is a business, and it definitely feels like The Rise of Skywalker was engineered to please at maximum yield, and avoid anything that had the potential to be divisive or repeat any reactions akin to The Last Jedi. They made plenty of use of previously unreleased Carrie Fisher footage, and there are flashbacks of a younger Luke and Leia during a post-Return of the Jedi era we’ve never really seen on film before. One can’t help but wonder how much more of that there might be!

The movie is full of nods to the original trilogy, to the point of even echoing/mimicking specific scenes. A medal is even presented to someone who many fans felt had been unfairly denied one. It’s fun to see Billy Dee Williams back as a very laid-back Lando Calrissian, and newcomers Naomie Ackie and Kerrie Russell make good impressions with their limited screen time – though they’re practically standing in the spotlight compared to poor Rose (Kelly Marie Tran), who fan toxicity has reduced to studying “the specs of old Star Destroyers.” Wow.

Yes, parts of Rise of Skywalker are overstuffed, undoubtedly driven by a combination of good intentions and brand-preserving paranoia. But huge sections of the film are also explosively entertaining and great fun. Abrams and Disney clearly wanted to give fans the biggest meal they'd ever been served - even if it is sometimes a little half-baked. 

But here's the thing: if you love Star WarsRise of Skywalker isn't going to make you love it any less. It's a massive universe ripe for storytelling, as televised outings such as The Clone Wars, Rebels and The Mandalorian consistently prove. There's plenty of room for new voices and new characters within that mythic canvas, and the part of me that will forever love dreaming of a galaxy far, far away, had a pretty good time, once all the dust had settled. How the film holds up over time remains to be seen. I'm certainly eager to see more scenes and longer cuts. One thing's for sure, the younger generation is clearly enjoying this film, too - as every audience I've seen has at least two generations sharing the movie together, and relishing the thrill of heroes and villains, and of spaceships and lightsabers. It's a fantasy, and meant for fun - and I think we should all be able to discuss what was amazing, and what maybe could have been a little stronger - without lessening our appreciation of the experience as a whole. As for me, I'm always ready for more Star Wars. Always. 


Wednesday, January 1, 2020

2020 Movie Preview: The Most Anticipated



One door closes, another opens. The roaring twenties are here, and that means it's time to take a look  at what we've got in store at the box office for this upcoming first year of the new decade. 

Keep in mind, this list just represents the films I'm most eagerly anticipating  not the ones I think will be the biggest hits, or have the greatest success. Some of the year's biggest probable hits just won't be my cup of tea. The 9th Fast & Furious outing, for example. Or Top Gun: Maverick. I'm sure both those pictures will do insanely well, but I'm not invested. Here's the list of what I'm most looking forward to:



No Time to Die (April 10th)  In what will very likely be his last outing as James Bond, Daniel Craig returns to save the world from a mysterious new villain. It's been a tremendously troubled production - even the font has caused a kerfuffle. Trying to stay positive and hope that director Cary Fukunaga pulls a rabbit out of the hat. 


Black Widow (May 1st) Very hopeful for this one. Black Widow can be a great character, but in the current post-Endgame universe, it's going to be interesting to see how this new crop of Marvel Universe films connects with audiences. Florence Pugh, Rachel Weisz, and David Harbour join the MCU, and you should expect a whole lot of fake Russian accents. 


Wonder Woman 1984 
(December 18th) Director Patty Jenkins returns, and I am so there. Curious to see how they wrangle the return of Steve Trevor (Chris Pine), and what made them land on this time period. First trailer looks great. Kristen Wiig and Pedro Pascal are on board. 


Tenet 
(July 17th) Christopher Nolan. Christopher Nolan. Christopher Nolan. An action thriller that looks to involve international espionage and time travel seems like a cousin to Nolan's Inception, and will very likely out-Bond Bond.


Eternals 
(November 6th) Another Marvel entry, this one venturing off into uncharted and likely more cosmic territory, introducing a whole new gaggle of Godlike superheroes, a race of immortal beings who have long helped shape our history and civilization - finally, someone to blame! Angelina Jolie, Salma Hayek, Kumail Nanjiani, plus Game of Thrones alums Richard Madden and Kit Harrington round out the God Squad.  


Coming to America (December 18th) Having just watch Dolomite Is My Name and been reminded of how utterly fantastic Eddie Murphy is, I'm eagerly looking forward to this even if it has been 32 years since the original. 


West Side Story (December 18th) Steven Spielberg remakes the classic 1961 musical, keeping it in the late 1950s. Tony Kushner adapted the script. The cast are largely unknowns, though Rita Moreno also appears. This could go one of two ways...


Dune (December 18th) – Finally! On what promises to be a very crowded Friday opening day, hands down, this is the picture I'm most excited for this year. Director Denis Villeneueve is the perfect visionary choice to mount a new – and supposedly much more book-faithful  adaptation of Frank Herbert's legendary classic, now more timely than ever. That cast! Timothée Chalumet, Rebecca Ferguson, Oscar Isaac, Jason Momoa, Zendaya, Josh Brolin, Dave Bautista, Javier Bardem, Stellan Skarsgård, and Charlotte Rampling! Supposedly the first of two films, this promises to be truly epic, landmark science fiction on a grand scale. Plus, Sandworms!



I'm also eagerly looking forward to The Lovebirds (April 3rd), director Michael Showalter's follow-up to The Big Sick, again with Kumail Nanjiani; On the Rocks (TBD), Sofia Coppola's reuniting with Bill Murray in a story about a young New York mother reconnecting with her playboy father; and Da 5 Bloods (TBD), about a group of Vietnam veterans returning to the jungle.


The pint-sized mogul who runs our household is super excited for Trolls World Tour (April 17) and Minions: The Rise of Gru (July 3rd)so I know I'll be warming up to those. 

There are plenty of other films on the docket I'm sure I'll end up loving, and which are bound to do really well.

We've got Mulan, Ghostbusters: Afterlife, In the Heights, Bill & Ted Face the Music, The Many Saints of Newark (a Sopranos prequel!), Death on the Nile, Halloween Kills, Godzilla vs. Kong, The King’s Man (a Kingsman prequel), and Ridley Scott's The Last Duel, a historical epic in the era of Charles VI starring Adam Driver, Ben Affleck, and Matt Damon, written by Affleck and Damon. 

Of course, like any year, there are bound to be plenty of astonishing movies we just haven't heard of yet, which will seem to come out of nowhere and take the box office by storm. It's going to be a crazy year  it's an election year. So we need all the escape we can get! So here's to embracing the unknown, and to glasses half-full! Go to the theater and get out of your house and let's make it a great year, peeps! 


Tuesday, December 31, 2019

2019 Movie Best-of List: How'd We Do?




The years just get crazier and crazier, don't they? Our theaters were filled with horrors, maniacs, and badly needed heroes – as always, holding up a mirror to the world we live in.

Having a look back at last January's 2019 preview, I can't help but notice that only about half of the films I ended up putting on my "Best of" list below were on my radar last January as being hotly anticipated. Meaning there were plenty of surprises this year that I wasn't expecting. Overall, it felt like a bit of a middling year, without nearly as many earth-shattering watershed moments as I was hoping for.

There are still quite a few top contenders for 2019 that as of this writing, I have yet to see, including 1917 (which I have a very good feeling about), Parasite, Marriage Story, Jojo Rabbit, Dolemite Is My Name, Knives Out,  Little Women, Ford v Ferrari, Bombshell, Judy, The Two Popes, Rocketman, Hustlers, A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood, The Farewell, The Lighthouse, and Just Mercy. 

That's a pretty big list, and my choices below may very well morph a bit, once I'm a bit more caught up.

But sitting here on New Year's Eve, as we prepare to turn the old page, these (links to full reviews below) are my top six that are giving me the most lasting impressions:

Us Jordan Peele continues to weaponize the horror genre to make deft commentary on race, society, and the current state of life in America. Unsettling as hell, and hard to shake. 

Avengers: Endgame A phenomenal, rip-roaring finale to this initial chapter of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Many threads both epic and intimate are finally woven together, in a crowd-pleasing and emotional farewell to some truly iconic heroes.

Midsommar For pure mind-rattling dread, it's hard to beat director Ari Aster right now. Midsommar is the polar opposite of what many folks will expect atmospherically from a horror film – which only serves to make it all the more effective. Unforgettably disturbing.

Once Upon a Time... In Hollywood Can we really be nearing the end of Quentin Tarantino's oeuvre? If so, he's in no danger of wearing out his welcome – not with films like this. Some of the best work you're ever likely to see from Brad Pitt and Leonardo DiCaprio, in an unrepentant love letter to the late nineteen-sixties. Sorry, Charlie. 

Joker Probably my favorite film of the year – and the one I was most skeptical regarding. Thanks to the phenomenal work of director Todd Phillips, and a sure to be legendary performance by Joaquin Phoenix, Joker is an entirely new way of upending a comic book villain's origin story – equal measures heartbreaking and terrifying. An unflinching look at the outcome of trauma. 

Uncut Gems A genuine sneaker wave, with an unlikely lead, Adam Sandler redefines his image in an off-putting, panic-inducing ride of compulsion and consequences. The most stressful time you'll have at the movies this year, and hypnotically unforgettable.

UPDATE!

Dolemite Is My Name Just watched this phenomenal Eddie Murphy bio about the career of seventies cult comedian turned blaxploitation star Rudy Ray Moore, and it's utterly glorious! Murphy has never been better and it's easily the best comedy of the year. Currently on Netflix. Watch it!!!


There you have it not nearly as big as a list as last year, when I picked eleven.

Honorable mentions to Toy Story 4 and The Irishman, with fond appreciation for Downton Abbey, The Lion King, Captain Marvel, Frozen 2, and Star Wars: Episode IX – The Rise of Skywalker, plus big portions of both Alita: Battle Angel, and Terminator: Dark Fate. These were all plenty of fun in their own way.

This means it will very shortly be time for my annual look ahead at the 2020 films I'm most excited for – and that promises to be one heck of a list, as we step into the first year of the Roaring Twenties. So stay tuned!!!

Sunday, December 29, 2019

Downtown Abbey: Armchair Comfort



I did not get to the movie continuation of Downton Abbey when it opened in theaters here this last September. However, having recently debuted on home video, it's actually a film experience that's perfectly timed for viewing during the holiday season.

Downton ended its televised run nearly perfectly, serving delightful departing resolutions to all the members of the Crawley household - both upstairs, and downstairs.

So when news broke of a film expansion that would further franchise Downton, loud came the cries of, "Is this movie necessary?"

Well, perhaps not "necessary," but a return to the comforting environments and challenges of Downton is welcome indeed. It's a genuine pleasure to spend time with these characters again, and it's a delight to see that making a feature film in no way tarnishes the gleam of the series, or the characters as we left them.

Set in 1927, the film begins with the arrival of news that King George V and Queen Mary (Grandparents to Queen Elizabeth II) will be visiting Downton during a royal tour of the English countryside (inspired by a similar visit made by the royals in 1912 to Wentworth Woodhouse). This of course sends everyone into a dither, as both the Crawley family and their servants, become intent on making sure they're seen at their absolute best.

Simply put, if you're a fan of the series (as I am), I can't imagine you not absolutely loving this film.
Everything people are fond of - and take comfort from - is there. The beloved characters, the splendid period detail, the machinations of plot, the manners and emotions - it's all right where it should be, and Downton achieves exactly what it's meant to - feeling like a larger, lavish, but absolutely fitting bookend to the TV series. It's by no means squeezing too much juice from the lemon. Series creator and screenwriter Julian Fellowes knows his characters well, and the cast slips back into their roles with engaging grace. Series veteran Michael Engler directs with a sure and lively hand, though there's a bit of over-reliance on sweeping drone shots of the Downton estate - kidding, who isn't? Engler does a marvelous job of controlling the tone, and letting the actors find genuine immediacy in their circumstances.

As always, the cast is first-rate. Tom Branson (Allen Leach) gets the lion's share of the Crawley family plot, and does a great job, comfortably wielding movie star charisma. Mr. Carson (Jim Carter), Mrs. Patmore (Lesley Nichol), and Daisy (Sophie McShera), along with poor old Mr. Molesley (Kevin Doyle), enjoy rolling up their sleeves and mixing it up with the royal household staff, who mean to enforce their territorial prerogatives over the Downton maids and valets.

No surprise, however, that it's Tom Barrow (Robert James-Collier) who carries much of the emotional weight, with an interesting look at the beginnings of suppressed gay relationships determined to dream of a life beyond covert meetings in the shadows.

It's a hoot to see series favorite the Dowager Countess (Maggie Smith) lock antlers with a royal relative played by Imelda Staunton, making for a Professor McGonagall/Dolores Umbridge Harry Potter reunion! Amusingly, Staunton is also married to Jim Carter, who plays Carson!

These days, the phrase "fan service" has become something of a four-letter word. But for fans who've loved and struggled along with these characters since the series' debut in 2010, that a film has lovingly been made with every effort to actually please fans shouldn't be something that's scowled at. It should be cause for celebration.

At one point, Lady Mary (Michelle Dockery) finds herself wondering if she's simply had enough of Downton, and wonders if she should just up and sell the place, when she's reminded that "Downton Abbey is the heart of this community," and that perhaps they should battle on.

Perhaps the same could be said for future cinematic outings. If they can approach each chapter with this much care and fondness, occasional visitations would be welcome indeed. I'd love to see a Downton chapter set another 12 years in the future, as the country enter World War II. After all, what could be more British than that?

Definitely recommended for any fan of the show. 


Uncut Gems: High Anxiety



Talk about your long shots. Six months ago, if you'd told me one of my favorite movies of the year was going to be an Adam Sandler picture, I'd have probably scoffed - maybe even snorted. But then again, I'd never heard of the Safdie brothers.

Goes to show, you should never dismiss. Because I'm here to tell you, Uncut Gems is flat-out one of the best films of the year, and Adam Sandler's a shoe-in for an Oscar nomination (when I first saw the trailer, I thought it was John Turturro). I'm unfamiliar with the previous films directed by siblings Benny and Josh Safdie (Daddy Longlegs, Good Time), so I was completely unprepared for the level of craft and energy they bring to this story of a hustling New York City jeweler's relentless descent into high-stakes gambling and moral chaos.

It's fitting that Martin Scorsese is one of Uncut Gems' Executive Producers, as the film has so much of that same raw Mean Streets energy and street character. Sandler is Howard Ratner, a fast-talking diamond district proprietor who reflexively turns every interaction into a possibility to score, upping the ante of risk with each deal he makes. The film reminds me of the early-nineties films of Abel Ferrara (King of New York, Bad Lieutenant). In fact, while it's supposedly set in 2012 (characters have cell phones and iPads), the vibe, music, and look of the characters all scream late-eighties/early-nineties. The soundtrack by Daniel Lopatin is particularly retro synth-heavy, giving the movie a hectic, Vangelis-meets-Times Square flavor.

Uncut Gems is an unmedicated anxiety attack. It's the most stressful experience you're likely to ever have in a theater. Howard is easily one of the most annoying characters you're ever likely to meet, but he's the shark who believes that he'd die if he ever stopped moving forward, constantly propelling himself into the next ever-tightening situation.

The Safties - along with casting directors Francine Maisler and Jennifer Venditti - deserve a special award for casting. The faces in this film! There are so many amazing and eccentrically real-life faces peppered throughout, which gives the movie a completely convincing street level quality. People look odd and dress badly. It's one of the most New York of New York movies I've seen in ages. The cast includes basketball player Kevin Garnett (who plays himself), LaKeith Stanfield, Idina Menzel, Julia Fox, Judd Hirsch, newcomer Keith Williams Richards, and the hypnotic Eric Bogosian, whose time-worn face projects incredible intensity and angst. Everyone is utterly fantastic and convincing.

Cinematographer Darius Khondji (Se7en, The Lost City of Z) does truly heroic work here, shooting between the drab glare of jewelry store florescents and a myriad of chaotic night environments. The camera - along with Howard - is in nearly constant motion, phenomenally edited by Ronald Bronstein along with Bennie Safdie. No other movie would dare plunge its camera deep into the inner molecular structure of a rare opal, and emerge in the midst of a colonoscopy.

If the film has a soul mate, it's Todd Phillips' Joker. Both films are remarkably well made, featuring protagonists inexorably sinking into fateful quicksand. They also both playfully evoke music and environmental details of eighties and nineties New York to an immersive and compelling degree, creating environments of nearly smothering moral decay.

The filmmaking craft on display here is absolutely top-shelf, and I can't wait to see what the Safdies have in store for us next. To sustain this escalating tone of anxiety and suspense for the entire running time is an incredible achievement, and I'll never look at Adam Sandler the same way again. Uncut Gems is a phenomenal film - but hard to take. When the lights come up, you're probably going to need some epinephrine - and a shower. Very highly recommended.