Remember when you were a kid and you'd imagine having special powers, like being able to move things with your mind? Or you'd pretend you were an alien coming to Earth as part of a mission to save the universe?
2008 was a good year for comedy, a great year for blockbusters and a so-so year for drama. We saw the return of satire and increasing success of the chick flick. We'll always remember it as the year we lost Heath Ledger. 2008 will linger in more literal ways, too: most award-nominated films used Oscar buzz as publicity, so they won't make it to Gainesville until later in 2009.
You never know what to expect from Tom Cruise these days. Cruise's Scientological couch jumping hovers over every project with which he's involved (why do you think the "Tropic Thunder" folks kept his role a secret?).
Each year, the movies hit thrilling peaks that remind us how powerful the cinema can be, but they also hit shamefully bad valleys that urge us to demand a refund. We'll get to the peaks next week, but first let's take a walk of shame through the valleys of 2008.
"Mad Max: Fury Road," the first film in the Mad Max franchise to be released since 1985, comes out next month. Since I love action and post-apocalyptic films, I had to watch other movies in this series before I see Fury Road.