|Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
|Daughters of the Dust
|Meghe Dhaka Tara
|Heremakono En attendant le bonheur
|Rebirth Is Necessary
These are not the greatest films of all time. They’re MY greatest films to date and today, meaning if I could only save ten films in the forthcoming apocalypse it would be these ten - for what they show me about humanity and creativity, about being a woman, a person of colour and just a person. They feature some of my favourite performances which I could happily watch over and over on my ravaged desert island. They show me the particular kind of beauty that only celluloid and pixels can capture. They make my blood race and boil, my heart sing and scream. They make me weep for the flawed, doomed, beautiful project that is the human race and the gorgeous planet that once was. Art is not nature. It is human-made, which means it is an attempt to communicate something from one human to another. I understood what these artists were trying to communicate. Each and every one of these films somehow attached themselves to my DNA. They changed me and helped make me the person I am – or (calm down G) at least revealed me to me. And for that I thank them. But ask me next year and they could well be another ten films listed here. Because I would have changed and some other films would have helped with that. How lucky we are to have them.