​An Australian Creative Director and Strategist fumbles through life in America. Live from New York.

An Australian Creative Director and Strategist fumbles through life New York City.

Entertaining Myself (Part Ten).

Welcome to the first installment of Entertaining Myself for 2012. Pardon the lack of introduction, but I’m still processing one of the most beautiful films I’ve ever seen.

I’ve always loved film, and being asked to name my top 10 is a near impossible task: rating genre against genre is impossible, and it ultimately comes down to feel - how did a film resonate with me, the viewer. Normally, I need to see a film a few times to judge it worthy of a spot, but having just watched Beginners,staring Ewan McGregor, Christopher Plummer and the incredibly gorgeous Melanie Laurent, I can say for the first time that despite only one viewing, this film is firmly in that top 10.

Ostensibly a romance between McGregor and Laurent, this film is a peerless example of subtly complemented by perfect pacing and accomplished writing. Skipping back and forth through time, we watch as McGregor’s character, Oliver, falls for a beautiful woman (who is very much like him), while coming to terms with the recent death of his father, who at 75 came out of the closet. We glimpse Oliver’s parents complicated marriage, the impact his mother had on him as a child, and the joyful (yet complex) repercussions of his father’s final few years as an out and out homosexual. Oh, and an incredible dog that ties the whole narrative together, bringing father and son closer together after death has separated them.

The acting is exquisite, the photography perfect and the script just quirky enough to be captivating without delving into the unnecessary ‘look at me’-isms that plague modern so called ‘indie’ film - being weird for the sake of being weird. Plummer deserves every accolade he receives for his portrayal of Oliver’s father; McGregor continues to be one of the most consistent, beguiling and just plain interesting actors working in Hollywood, and Laurent should be in every film that Carey Mulligan is currently cast in; she plays the wounded, beautiful, complicated, forlorn female one thousand times better, and never looks sad in that constipated, retarded Mulligan manner.

I seriously cannot recommend this film enough: actually, those were my sister’s words to me. Go and see it. NOW.

5 perfect French women out of 5.