Aaron Star,
Barry Privett, state of
Christoph Hochenbichler,
Danny Sapani,
Duncan Cowan,
Edward Fletcher,
Ezra van Groningen,
Fausto Talone,
Karin & Mirjam Van Breeschooten,
Kelly Pierce,
Martin Oberhauser,
Matt Cahill, birthplace unspecified, American post-production supervisor
Paulina Mlynarska,
Scott Mitchell Nelson, Shawnee Mission, Kansas, actor
Ursula “Uschi” Disl, Bad
Yusuke Hirayama,
This week I have set for myself the task of rounding up the forty movies that knocked me the flattest on my hindquarters upon first viewing.
It is an impossible task.
I tried; I can’t narrow it down that far. So, instead, I’m going to have to fiddle around and fudge my own task lavishly.
Here, and for the next five days, will be thirty-two such films, as well as the eight directors working in my own time who captured my heart the most consistently. Not that they can do no wrong; it’s just that it would be wholly impossible to pick just one of their films to stand for the rest (as I’m doing for the other thirty-two).
And in the end, I’m doing this only slightly to share my all-time favorites. I’m doing it more to measure what I can actually remember loving as I sit here right now, as opposed to all the great movies I’ve seen that I can’t quite recall off the top of my head, with minimal search-engineering. There are going to be a LOT of honorable mentions, in other words, when I look back on this list, even, say, a month from now.
So here are the first eight. Like the installments that follow, this list will be scrambled completely, to maximize the potential for random juxtaposition, like the books on my home bookcases.
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