Not to be terribly negative at the start of the new year – because any year that gifted us the Fassboner had to be a pretty good year, amirite? – but there were a handful of recurring trends in the movies of 2011 that could stand a rest as we charge ahead through 2012. First let’s list the good ones, the motifs in otherwise disparate films, from a wide range of filmmakers indie and studio-backed, new and established, that were actually kind of awesome to marinate in this past year. (Goslingmania comin' atcha!)
THE BEST MOVIE TRENDS OF 2011
Cars that go vroom (Drive, Fast Five, Drive Angry, Senna, Cars 2, Bellflower)
2011 was a great year for gearheads – hell, Fast Five pretty much made the year, and it came out way back in April. Even if you can’t tell a tire iron from a lugnut, the cars of 2011 were pretty damn exciting to watch; look no further than the quivering mass of mechanical muscle that is the Mother Medusa from Bellflower for the single sexiest car-that-might-as-well-be-a-character of the year.
Emo manly men (Drive, Warrior, Fast Five, Shame)
Few things brought me as much joy in 2011 as the sight of hot, often burly grown men weeping, or at least near tears. Or, at least, you know, feeling stuff. And preferably shirtless. Sometimes with a partner of the same sex. The grand prixe of 2011 in this category goes to Warrior’s Tom Hardy, who hulked OUT and tapped his inner feral child, all hurt and lonely and in glorious, glorious pain.
Planet Terror (Another Earth, Melancholia, Tree of Life, Apollo 18)
Galactic dramarama, man. It never feels quite like the world is coming to an end like it does when the world is literally coming to an end. And alternately, as in Terrence Malick’s Tree of Life, the cosmos and the wonderment that is creation itself can be so terrifyingly awe-inspiring when you sit down and think about it… and think about it… and think about it. Unless you’re watching some alien attack bullshit on the moon. Forget that noise.
All Things Ryan Gosling (Drive, Ides of March, Crazy, Stupid, Love., “Hey Girl,” NYC Street Fight)
What can I say? He’s the coolest motherfucker in the world. He breaks up stranger danger street brawls, for goodness sake. He takes Eva Mendes to Disneyland! And to think, it all started down on the soundstages of The Mickey Mouse Club…
Relationships, They’re Hard and Stuff (Bellflower, Young Adult, A Separation, Like Crazy, One Day, Crazy, Stupid, Love.)
Sure, we’ll never see an end to movies about relationships. I mean, duh. But in 2011 we got a surprising batch of tales about love, falling in love, and the crazy batshit insane things we do for it. Forget the craptastic rom-coms and bad studio “relationship” comedies of the year (The Change-Up, Something Borrowed, anything starring Sarah Jessica Parker or Katherine Heigl -- and especially New Year’s Eve, which starred both Sarah Jessica Parker and Katherine Heigl). And let the two near-identically named Facebook generation rom-coms of the year (Friends with Benefits, No Strings Attached) pass. They meant you no harm. Now go straight to the smaller films that dropped the sometimes blissful, often painful real talk about romance, and cry a good cry: Like Crazy, Bellflower, A Separation, Young Adult. Hell, even The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo has something to say about crushing on your coworkers.
Honorable mentions: Animal heroes (Buck, Project Nim, Rise of the Planet of the Apes, Rango), ass-kicking heroines (Colombiana, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, Hanna, Sucker Punch), problem children (We Need to Talk About Kevin, The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 1, Beautiful Boy)
Now for the worst movie trends of 2011...
Let us be DONE with these themes, at least for a bit, okay?
Movie Stars Playing Real Life People (My Week with Marilyn, J. Edgar, The Lady, The Iron Lady, The Devil’s Double)
We get it, you guys all want an Oscar. Well, nobody but Meryl Streep is going to get it for playing a real person. Stop it already! That old person make-up is never, ever a good look.
Economic Strife As Fantastical Plot Point (Tower Heist, In Time, Hobo with a Shotgun)
When it works, it works. (Props to the awesome Hobo with a Shotgun, in which homeless Rutger Hauer just wants to save enough money to buy a lawnmower, dammit.) And I’m not talking about the movies about the actual economic crisis. (Margin Call, you’re okay.) It’s the other vaguely economy-themed movies that are so very tired – the ones where a ridiculous heist in a tower hinges on incredibly impractical Ocean’s Eleven-style planning by bumbling amateurs, or where former pop stars live in a world where time is literally money.
Aliens (Paul, Attack the Block, Cowboys & Aliens, Super 8, Green Lantern, Transformers: The Dark of the Moon)
Look, I liked Paul, loved Attack the Block, and have always had a soft spot for aliens in movies. It’s just, especially given the huge studio flicks of 2011 that B-O-M-B-E-D (cough, Cowboys & Aliens & Green Lanterns), let’s give the interstellar visitors a rest, shall we?
Old-timey/backwards looking sentimentalism (The Artist, Tintin, War Horse, Captain America, The Help, Midnight in Paris, Young Adult, Tinker Tailor, The Muppets, Footloose, Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark, X-Men: First Class)
It’s not enough just to preach the evergreen position that remakes are evil and unnecessary, though 2011’s Footloose and The Thing certainly seemed so in ways. 2011 was rife with a backwards-looking sentimentalism, and that’s not to say these movies were all bad; it was a mixed bag, from meh (1960s-era X-Men: First Class) to great (Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy) to outright awards bait (War Horse, The Help, The Artist). But Woody Allen’s lovely Midnight in Paris said it all; the past is great and all, but how’s about living in the present?
The Continued Proliferation of Happy Madison Productions (Just Go With It, Zookeeper, Bucky Larson: Born to Be a Star, Jack and Jill)
Speaking of the present and future, here’s a problem we need to reach across the aisles and nip together as a people. For all the savvy self-awareness he seemed to display in Judd Apatow’s Funny People, Adam Sandler (and his extended creative fraternity) has become George Simmons. How could you mock the feasibility of a Hollywood comedy about a man stuck in an infant’s body and then turn around and make Jack and Jill?? This aggression will not stand.
What did you love/hate in 2011? Comment away and auld lang syne!