Widows.
I'm way behind on my 2018 movies, but this one is right up there among my favorites. Didn't know I need Viola Davis taking on stern Sterling Hayden-like role, but I apparently did. A smart, thoroughly entertaining, well acted flick. It's got the typical heist movie beats, albeit a little subdued in some ways, but there's an added level of gravitas with its clear thoughts on race, class and politics. Davis is solid gold, as always. Kaluuya is a menace for the ages. Duvall and Ferrell are just the right amount of ham and cheese. And Elizabeth Debicki handles the showiest character arc like a pro.
Please create more opportunities like this for talented filmmakers and actors.
Sorry to Bother You
Another catch-up for me that almost assuredly will be among my favorites at year end. I'll take a pass on recounting plot since I'm not even sure I fully could (nor would I want to because there's a few great surprises here). Basically Cash Green needs money so he takes a gig at a telemarketing firm. He's good at it. Employees organize to get higher wages and things sorta spin in interesting directions from there. There was many a laugh. Between this and Atlanta, Lakeith Stanfield has the dazed, fish-out-of-water routine down pat. Tessa Thompson and Steve Yuen always make me happy. Armie Hammer gets the juicy powerful Zuckerbergian/Bezosian/Jobsian white guy role. It's a bizarre, hilarious satire that takes aim at a lot and pretty much hits.
Shampoo
About 36 hours or so in the life of Warren Beatty's lothario hairdresser as he pinballs around Los Angeles on Election Day 1968, sleeping with lovers and trying to drum up finances to breakaway and start a salon of its own. Directed by Hal Ashby and written by Beatty and Robert Towne, that's a pretty killer cabal of 1970s talent running at peak. Julie Christie, Lee Grant and an enjoyable Jack Warden are the vets in the cast alongside a young Goldie Hawn and an even younger Carrie Fisher in her first movie. Takes a spell to get its bearings, but really runs when the prolonged party hoping scenes arrive and the farcical elements really take hold. Several the characters are sleeping or were sleeping or potentially will be sleeping with each other and when all are thrown into the same space, well, you can imagine. One of Beatty's best performances as he plays both the heartthrob (seriously, he has sex at least five times with four women in the 36 hours) but ultimately also the fool. The dim view of politics and politicians that runs throughout sadly remains relevant.
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Never seen it, but it's one of my partner's favorites and thus my penance for making her watch Shampoo and Sorry to Bother You. Bills come due. What a weird movie. Audrey Hepburn is charming as ever, but she's also more than a little bit maddening. I know the "manic pixie dream girl" is a credited as a more recent trope, but boy does much of that DNA seem to come from Holly Golightly. It isn't an exact match because Holly has a little more going on and isn't a mere cipher for male improvement. George Pepard pretty much stays the same the entire time. Actually, come to think of it, he's actually the one-dimensional tool on which her evolution hinges. So that, I suppose puts him in that "manic pixie dream girl" role. Is there a name for his? Oh wait, there is: WASP. Oof. And Mickey Rooney. I'd always heard they made some choices with his character, but boy did they make some CHOICES. That's a painful watch.