The press was busy this year; do you know how hard it is to overrate films that barely make theaters? I’m not sure how it was done. I just know that it was. Some of the films below are up for awards they do not deserve, nor should have even been considered. All I can tell you is no matter how wonderful you think these films are now, you aren’t going to be watching them a year from now, and I’m going to tell you why.
Any overrated list has to start here. Joker is a nice little art film about one man’s descent into madness. It has a great performance, but it’s hardly a “bigger picture” film: people don’t protest in favor of murder; if there’s anything we’ve learned over the past three years it’s that the deluded of the world need to see themselves as victims, and then behave like bullies – not vice-versa. Hence, the movie makes sense on the individual level only. As a descriptor of societal rebellion, I find it worthless. And as for the birth story of an arch-villain? This skeletal punk is supposed to make Batman lose sleep? HA! Yeah, and I’m Lois Lane.
Turns out Brad Pitt made another film in 2019 and he sure as Hell isn’t going to win an Oscar for this one. Ad Astra is a wonderful combination of bad science/bad hero/bad sci-fi, but hey, Brad Pitt.
This would be a classic example of why Disney used to have a “no sequels” policy. I think this film was made to give us a lesson in tolerance … or fashion … or cheekbone whetting. Not sure. But hey, Angelina Jolie.
I’ll let the Academy snubs slide on this one. In fact, I’m not sure how you managed to justify nominations for Saoirse Ronan and Florence Pugh, yet snubbed Greta Gerwig. Let me be clear here: nobody deserved an award for this film. The first half plays like a how-to support video or an answer to the question, 
“What do men think women do when they all go to the bathroom together?” If that’s Oscar worthy, I continue to be Lois Lane.
Speaking of reasonable snubs, I wasn’t disappointed at all to see The Lighthouse without much Oscar love; the critics sure went wild. How much crusty Willem Dafoe do you guys need? This black and white artistic “masterpiece” featured a scene in which Robert Pattinson jacked it to a mermaid figurine. If we didn’t find that funny in Grandma’s Boy, I’m not sure why we’d find it moving in The Lighthouse.
This film just won the Golden Globe for best animated film despite not running alone, which dispels my theory. I supposed I laughed two or three times in this quest to find Bigfoot a reasonable outfit and some extended fam. My takeaway from the award is that we unconditionally love stop motion animation or the appearance of stop motion animation because all else being equal, I can’t see why voters wouldn’t choose Abominable, a better yeti/Bigfoot film in pretty much every.single.way … including animation.
You’re going to be embarrassed that you thought this was a great film. This was a long film. Don’t confuse length with quality. It had a storied director and a storied cast. Don’t confuse star power with quality. It described period history. Don’t confuse biography with quality. It had guns going off and Al Pacino shouting a lot. Don’t confuse volume with 
quality. Long after you’ve forgotten about The Irishman, you’ll still be watching Goodfellas. They look like peers, I grant you, but they are not.
Pedro Almodóvar tells you about his childhood and you want to give him some kudos? I guess it makes sense after all we salivated over Roma … but that film was overrated, too.
Woo. You made two more episodes of the show … and charged a premium to view them. I call this less an overrated film and more a marketing coup.
It’s not rocket science as to why we love to hype the unsung; we wish to proclaim to the world, “I’ve struck gold! I’ve discovered hidden treasure!” That’s all good and fine, but why do we do this when the object is clearly NOT gold, and instead somebody’s discarded pet rock? The Souvenir stars Honor Swinton Byrne (daughter of Tilda) as a woman in bad romance. That’s pretty much the film. It’s not sexy or clever or insightful or thrilling and the plot points are MIA. I like discovering the fresh and new, too, but I’m not going to imagine it exists where it doesn’t.
Great film usually has at least one character you love … or at least love to hate. Uncut Gems has none.
It takes a world of nerve to pretend that the victim of an Olympic bombing leaving two people dead was the justifiably accused rent-a-cop. Just how far down the Fox News rabbit hole do you have to be when you start seeing victimhood as an exclusively white male phenomenon?
And that’s it. Please address your white male anger directly towards my ass. No, I don’t think my opinion is any more valid than yours, but I do think at some point you’ll wonder why you thought Joker or The Irishman or Richard Jewell was a great film. Psst, they aren’t.
“Don’t confuse length with quality.”
I don’t think I could stress this more. This is also true of movies.
I couldn’t be more amused by this comment. (“To what exactly might Batman be referring?”) HAHAHAHA