Therefore, this post is about two films - both very good ones, although for different reasons - that slipped past my radar when they were big-screen releases. It's hard to believe, but I missed both of these at the time.
Flight. It's hard for me to recommend this movie enough. It's a tough watch in places - Washington's character, "Whip" Whitaker, is a commercial airline pilot with a bucketload of problems. He's also a really good pilot, which has gotten him through. Int his one, it's the always-reliable John Goodman who provides the comic relief - and you need it. I don't want to give too much away, but Flight is one of the most honest, devastating portrayals of the demons of addiction I've ever seen. Ever wonder why addicts behave the way they do? Well, the answer is "because they're addicts," but watching Flight shows the desperation-turned-to-anger of loved ones as well as the sheer selfishness displayed by the full-on addict. I was especially touched by tiny details in this film - a heroin addict who calls her dealer, while muttering, "Please don't answer" and the trigger provided by sounds that most people don't even notice - like a refrigerator compressor kicking in. Rent now!