Top 15 of 2007 part II

10. Into the Wild


After graduating from university, a young man gives modern society the finger, gives his entire $24,000 savings to charity, and goes to live in the Alaskan wilderness. The film feels like if Grizzly Addams directed Fight Club, and stars...Emeel Hursch?..ur...Emill Hursk?...um...Emily Hurch?

Anyway, he’s a talented young actor just like that guy from Transformers...Shieea LeBoof?...Sheeya LeBouf?...Shire LaBoff?

Fuck it, never mind.



9. King of Kong

A surprisingly affecting documentary about a guy trying to get the world record score on Donkey Kong, made all the more watchable because the new contender is a likeable family man, and the current champion is a complete and utter Goat Tampon.



8. 300

A kick ass film about the Battle of Thermopylae, between the Spartans and the Persians, which Historians believed happened “Sometime between the ice Age, and last Wednesaday”.

You can read my original review (from the first MAY-HEM no less) here.



7. Michael Clayton

George Clooney spends so many of his waking hours strutting around like the world’s smuggest Cock-Puppet, that it’s easy to forget he’s a very talented actor. He is never better, then when playing a character buckling under stress (like many of his roles for the Coen Brothers).

He does a fine job, here playing an attorney with a gambling problem, who has to cope with his colleague’s mental breakdown, murder attempts, and a million dollar class action suit.



6. Superbad

Highly amusing “coming of age” film, about three high school friends trying to score alcohol for a party and hopefully get laid. What follows is a series of drunken misadventures and awkward sexual encounters.

I’m reminded of my own awkward experience in my late teens - I had finished making love to a young lady (my then girlfriend), who appeared to be in a state of post-coital anger. I was confused by her surliness, but after a brief discussion the penny dropped: she thought I had finished shagging and said ”You be quiet now” as some kind of chauvinistic order, when in actuality I had said ”Yippie Ky Ay!” on the vinegar stroke (being a Die Hard fan and all).

What a foolish anecdote. Let this be the last time I tell it.