It’s an assumption, an article of faith, but it always bears repeating: every best-of list is a subjective snapshot, bound by what we could or would see, the genres to which we gravitate, the last-minute audibles called because we simply can’t bear to leave out a title.
Listen, guys, I’m going to let you in on a big secret: I’m woefully unqualified to write for any movie site. And of the many reasons why, one always comes up around this time of year. I don’t live near any art house or smaller theaters, so unless movies come to the theater attached to the nearby mall (hey, $5 matinees every day!),
It’s New Year’s Eve! Now that we’ve taken care of the Best of 2016, why not read some shameless Luddite Robot self-promotion?
For better or worse, your impressively humble narrator managed to post quite a few pieces in 2016. Some are better than others, but all of them have one thing in common: namely, words.