Counting down the movies from #15-11 on my 2025 year-end list, before getting to the top ten next week…
#15. Marty Supreme
A kinetic, confident rush of pure adrenaline that brings vivid life to 1950s New York and offers up a charismatic little shit for the ages in Timothée Chalamet’s Marty Mauser.
#14. Train Dreams
A beautiful, meditative film that depicts a man’s entire life through poetic and often heartbreaking images, but manages to end on a note of breathtaking uplift.
#13. Bugonia
A thrillingly dark comedy with phenomenal performances (by Jesse Plemons and Emma Stone, naturally, but also newcomer Aidan Delbis). It really hits its stride during the haunting finale.
#12. It Was Just an Accident
A gripping, thought-provoking, and surprisingly funny movie that explores the ultimate meaningless of revenge in a country steeped in injustice.
#11. The Ballad of Wallis Island
A wistful but hilarious portrait of an old romance and a new friendship and the way music can touch us in profound ways.
I’ve seen a grizzly big as a house
Walk across an open plain
Heard of a boy called Elvis something
Whose voice could drive young girls insane
I’ve seen a man from a mile away
Shoot a bobcat through the brain, but
[Chorus]
Lately, I’ve been having dreams
Crazy dreams I can’t explain
A woman standing in a field of flowers
And a screaming locomotive train
Crazy dreams that go on for hours
And I can’t begin to tell you how that feels
[Verse 2]
I’ve seen an elk with twisted antlers
Throw bright lightning ‘cross the sky
Seen a man with a broken curse
Leap from a bridge and try to fly
And I’ve seen a boy who was a dog
Who became a man who forgot to die
[Chorus]
Lately, I’ve been having dreams
Crazy dreams I can’t explain
A woman standing in a field of flowers
And a screaming locomotive train
Crazy dreams that go on for hours
And I can’t begin to tell you how that feels
[Verse 3]
The space that connects me where I am now
To the place where I’ll one day be
It’s measured in the words that we speak
And the strange and wondrous things I’ve seen
It’s measured in truth, it’s measured in love
Measured in a tendency to pain
It’s measured by a girl in a field of flowers
Screaming, “Dream of a midnight train”
This has been going on for years
Years and years and years and years
And years and years and years and years
I can’t begin to tell you how that feels
Meet Me In Montauk 