Nineteen Ninety-Nine
A decade isn’t a long time, but it’s apparently enough to trigger some heavy nostalgia among movie critics. Not only did Popmatters run a gushing feature earlier in the year about all the brilliant films of 1999, now the Guardian is declaring 1999 “a cinematic goldmine“. I’m tempted to agree. I contributed to the Popmatters series and it made me realise how well some late century movies are standing the test of time. But it’s hard for me to assess how good it really was, when it was also the year that I turned 18, moved to the big city, and spent every moment not in class or the pub in a darkened movie theatre. I lived and breathed movies that year and maybe - just maybe - I’m a bit nostalgic about it.
But what’s going on with the rest of the people writing these articles? We can’t have all reached adulthood and embraced film-nerdery at the same time. Have 28 year olds taken over the internet?
