Every year in film brings with it a new set of concerns, as fresh cultural anxieties and appetites surge to the cinematic surface with the fierce urgency of Channing Tatum's abdominals. In 2010, for instance, movies explored the crisis of American manhood, the oppressive claustrophobia of family life, and the joys of cunnilingus (yes, really). 2011 was a year of planetary collisions, Ryan Gosling's fast cars and shooting stars, and depressing appearances by ex-Wire legends (If you act now, you can still buy your very own DVD copy of Commissioner Burrell in Mayor Cupcake!) 2012 treated us to a different set of issues, many of which will only unfold themselves slowly, delicately, after a leisured contemplation of all the movie lists we are about to unload on you poor people. At least two themes, though, are obvious at the outset.
Wait. That doesn't even make sense. But the Bromance is real! It is a real and important thing! It is not just a hackish media coinage for a centuries-old theme of artistic expression! Go on and shut it, Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick! Unless you want to contribute a Top 10 of 2012!
Starting tomorrow and not ending until Friday -- THE FRIDAY BEFORE OSCAR WEEK OMG OMG -- Katherine and I will lob our Official Iron List Top Fifty in your general direction. (This year we've composed our own rankings, but blended them into a single and thus deeply unsatisfactory list.) Meanwhile, and also starting tomorrow, we'll unveil a range of even less satisfactory rankings compiled a number of other people, including, at minimum, Tom Isler, Miya T., Will K., and yes, even David Goldfarb, who all contributed lists last year.
Now if you'll excuse me, I really have to pee. Where the hell is Zac Efron?