We Need To Talk About Kevin - A drama about Tilda Swinton and her bad seed. Holy. Frigging. Crap. I thought this movie was absolutely amazing. I loved pretty much everything about it--the editing, the photography, the script, the performances, everything. I even liked John C. Reilly, and he normally rubs me the wrong way. First chance I get I'm going to buy 2 copies--one to watch over and over and over, and one to frame and hang on the wall so I can genuflect at it two or three times a day. This is how you make a movie. Loved it.
Having said that, it's probably not for everybody. WNTTAK wasn't quite as depressing as, say, Requiem For a Dream but it's in that same ballpark.
One of the many, many things that absolutely floored me was the editing. It jumped around chronologically through about four eras in Tilda Swinton's life in increments of maybe a minute or so. You'd think that would be irritating as hell, but it SO worked. And, the use of the sprinkler noise--wow. Just wow. They should teach this one in film school.
I cannot say enough good things about this movie.