I took it easier this year. I didn’t watch as many films nor did I really want to. I read more, exercised more, and traveled a bit. I stepped outside of my comfort zone on at least two separate occasions, which for most might not seem like a big deal, but for me it was like a glass ceiling crashing down. Life can be a series of lateral moves, but I’ll celebrate those ever-fleeting upward ones every chance I get.
But for many, 2016 represented a decline in our dignity and empathy. They’re not wrong. Some of the films outlined in my top 25 spoke, prophetically, to this decline. Others looked at the tail end of the Obama years with a glimmer of hope.
Sometimes you just have to hold onto the good.