We’ve reached an exciting milestone in the Hollywood Century project: the existence of this blog in the time frame we’re looking back to. And just like that, the number of candidates I have for review is suddenly slashed dramatically, since I’m loath to write about something that I’ve already talked about, even if it was 7 or 8 years ago. And many if not most of the best subjects for this little hoedown of mine are now off-limits.
And so, as we enter the final leg, a major shift in focus becomes necessary, accompanied by a simple rule to make sure I don’t get too desperate to find movies to write about: going forward, I’m going to write about the highest-grossing film at the U.S. box office for every year, that I haven’t previously reviewed. This brings us to some fun places. It also brings us to a hell of a lot more places that are not fun at all, and therefore I continue the great Antagony & Ecstasy tradition of ending series with a long, slow death rattle of mediocrity and suffering. But now, at least, you know why I avoided seeing The Heat last year: it kept Grown Ups 2 out of the lead position.
Things are going to wrap up on 25 December, with a review from 2014 itself, the first year of the second century of the Hollywood feature. Just nine more years to go!