Despite predictable Coen and Clooney buffoonery in “Hail, Caesar!,” the filmmakers refuse to let old Hollywood and its subjects off the hook. But this unabashedly is a story that celebrates movie-making, and it’s one of their most heartfelt films to date – earnest, even.
Taciturn dudes with too much time and money lie at the heart of William Monahan’s bristling neo-noir “Mojave,” chock full of mano y mano bravado and smug self-indulgence.
Why the celebrated Alan Bennett allows a 15-year squat by an old woman never really fully gets plumbed, but happily there’s a lack of over-the-top, maudlin, sentimental schmaltz – and having Maggie Smith in the lead makes up for a lot.
Led by two powerhouse performances from Charlotte Rampling and Tom Courtenay, Andrew Haigh’s introspective relationship drama “45 Years” takes a tough look at marriage, aging and all the years that fall in between.
Unless you possess superhuman powers and don’t sleep, you couldn’t have seen every one of the great films of 2015. Luckily, The Brattle Theater is presenting a program called “(Some of) The Best of 2015” through Jan. 28 to help catch up.
At the core, “13 Hours” is a tale of grit, courage under fire and the semper-fi brotherhood forged between a half-dozen men who draw paychecks from the CIA to keep Ivy League-educated wonks safe in revolution-flipped Libya on the eleventh anniversary of 9/11.
Director Deniz Gamze Ergüven has made not only one of the best films of the past year but also one of its most important, showing five sisters fighting with humor and courage against the idea that a society can dictate what they do with their bodies and minds.
Charlie Kaufman, of “Being John Malkovich” and “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind,” now brings to life a stop-motion animation journey into the psyche of self-centered motivational speaker who may or may not suffer some form of psychosis. And it’s great.
For a good third of Alejandro González Iñárritu’s 156-minute film, Leonardo DiCaprio bides his time prone, slithering across ice and jagged earth, using only his torqued face and limpid eyes to convey agony and determination. It’s a remarkable performance.
It was a great year for film as long as you were up for some digging. Luckily, Cambridge is blessed with with such art house and repertory theaters as the Kendall Square Cinema, Brattle Theater and Harvard Film Archive, where many of these films appeared.