No one is very excited about 2015 in film (see: #OscarsSoWhite, etc). But this is a complaint we've been leveling for a while now (see: Iron List 2014, Goldfarb every year). The truth is, as our lives have gotten longer, they have grown busier, more complicated--just bigger all around. Faced with so much urgent reality, we admit it's hard to be just to film. To take it seriously as diversion, which is what it must always be, and to take it seriously as art. But goddamn it, we can try.
We can try to recall how good it was to see Mad Max in 3D, which we never do, and to cap it off with boxed rose in a shopping center, which we always do. We can try to understand why we paid $5.99 for Vacation On Demand (false question: the answer is obviously Chris Hemsworth). We can try to see all the films we have missed between now and the airing of the Oscars on Sunday night, and we can admit that we will fail and will probably not even be able to post our master list until after the gold trophies have been awarded, which will be better in a way because why should the Oscars ever get the final word?
In the meantime, we can give you the real and true opinions of Iron List stalwarts, like Kirk Michael Vader, who actually writes about movies for money. And we can give you this picture of Chris Hemsworth, an actor working at the peak of his craft.