600+ Films and Counting
Back in October I wrote this post about the couple of lockdown months I’d spent watching classic films.
Well, in the year since I subscribed to the Criterion Channel I’ve watched many, many more of them, so I think it’s time for an update.
As the title of this post suggests, the first year of my Criterion fun, between August 2021 and August 2021, took in just over 600 films. A lot? maybe, but remember we were mostly in lockdown, so it was a good diversion when I was unable to go out for dinner, drinks, and, crucially, to the cinema. So I bought a big telly and a good sound system and turned my living room into my Odeon/Arclight.
I’d say about 90% of the films were feature length, with 10% being shorts. I finished maybe 85% of the films, and gave up on the other 15% before they finished. Not sure of an average length, but as older films were closer to the 90-minute mark, and many were over three hours, I’d guess at around two hours.
I did see other films during this time – as a dad I am compelled to watch Disney and Marvel movies – and although I enjoyed many of them, and think they are good (in their own special way), I only included them if they were good good, by which I mean they had to have the kind of artistic merit that would allow them to seem at home on this list (examples include Pixar’s excellent Soul, and Mad Max: Fury Road).
I also found a few kindred spirits, some who were going through the same process as me and a few who had already been on a similar journey. It was fascinating to chat through some of these classics with those people, and discovering the depths of others’ movie fandom was always a real kick. I recently went through the production process of a commercial with directors whose references were movies like Playtime, and I was delighted to be able to understand them and discuss their nuances. It’s great to expand an artistic frame of reference, then use that expansion beyond just a nichey nerdiness.
If anyone wants to discuss the relative merits of Ozu vs Mizoguchi vs Kurosawa (and, at a push, Kobayashi, although he’s a little on the nose), hit me up. I will happily chat Rohmer/Malle/Chabrol/Demy/etc., or Fellini/De Sica/ Passolini/Antonioni/Visconti tilll the cows come home.
Here are some of the films you might not have considered watching because they’re kind of ‘deep cut’, but I loved them:
The Music Room (Satyajit Ray). Is about a rich Indian man who has spent all his money and is now on the verge of poverty. However, he decides to have one last blowout on a concert in the music room of his house. It made Indian music surprisingly (to me) compelling, and took me into a world I’d never even considered, let alone visited.
The Wages Of Fear (Henri Clouzot) is one of the most entertaining films you’ll ever see. It concerns a group of roughnecks who have to drive trucks of nitroglycerine across the bumpy terrain of an unspecified country in South America. Great characters combine with endless tension to make a Palme D’Or winner that never lets up.
Viridiana (Luis Bunuel) is funny, dark, twisty, crazy. Of Bunuel’s work, Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie is the best-known, but Viridiana is the bravest. He returned to Franco’s Spain after decades spent in exile in Mexico and made a shockingly irreverent film against the wishes of the religious authorities.
High And Low (Akira Kurosawa). Kurosawa kindly invented the action film (Seven Samurai), the medical procedural drama (Red Beard) and this film, the first police procedural. We begin by spending an hour in one very cool room, then the hunt is on…
Le Plaisir (Max Ophuls) is a kind of anthology, split into three. The great thing about Ophuls is his camera movement: although the lack of editing keeps you immersed in the story, at some point you realise you’ve been watching the same unbroken shot for ages, then you start to wonder where it began, rewind and marvel again. Have a look at the same technique in La Ronde and The Earrings of Madame de… In Le Plaisir you’ll see it to stunning effect in the first and third stories.
Closely Watched Trains (Jiří Menzel) is just so warm, charming and funny; full of delightful little touches, wonderfully observed moments and gorgeous photography. Yes, it’s a Czechoslovak film about some people running a rural train station, but that only proves that greatness can come from anywhere, through any story.
Z (Costa Gavras) is one you might have heard of. It’s the thinly-fictionalised account of the death of a Greek politician, and it’s insanely gripping. It feels as if it lands between a documentary and a movie, but not in the same way as, say, The Battle Of Algiers. It’s more fun than that: a tense ride unlike anything you’ve seen before.
Army Of Shadows (Jean-Pierre Melville) was dismissed on its initial release for being sympathetic to de Gaulle, so it languished, forgotten and unknown for forty years until it was reappraised as one of the best films of 2006. There’s a lot of great Melville out there, but this is his masterpiece: a fascinating, compelling tale of a small band of French resistance fighters in World War Two.
Black Orpheus (Marcel Camus) is a vibrant reworking of the Orpheus and Euridice myth, transplanted to the favelas of Rio during Carnival, it has colour, music, energy, passion, joy, tragedy and pretty much everything else.
La Terra Trema (Luchino Visconti) isn’t usually mentioned in the Italian Neorealism conversation, but as far as I was concerned it might as well have been a documentary. It features no real actors and follows the lives of some working class fishermen in a small Italian port. It really transports you to that time and place, and gets you deeply involved with one man’s tragic attempt to break out of his circumstances.
Ashes And Diamonds (Andrzej Wajda) is set on the day the allies win World War Two, and is impossibly cool. The lead actor modeled his performance on James Dean, bringing an oddly American vibe to a very Polish story. Again, it takes you right into that time and place, wondering how communist Russia would take control of war-torn Poland.
I Vitelloni (Federico Fellini) is the film that most other people who have been on this kind of journey bring up to me as a favourite. It’s Fellini at his best, telling us a wonderful story of a bunch of layabout young men in a small seaside town. It’s a clear influence on Swingers, Goodfellas, and any other film with a bunch of guys having fun and taking no responsibility for themselves.
The Turin Horse (Bela Tarr) sounds like the dullest, most depressing film ever made, but it’s the exact opposite of those two things. Never will you find the sight of two people eating a potato so compelling. A man and his daughter live on a decaying, windswept Hungarian farm, then something happens to the well…
Au Revoir Les Enfants (Louis Malle) is the only film I saw that made me cry. I’m pretty sure I saw it when it came out, but I didn’t remember much about it. It’s one of several autobiographical films made by Louis Malle, which gives it an added poignancy. From Zero De Conduite and Les Quatre Cents Coups, to Les Murs and Etre Et Avoir, the French make such great films about childhood and school. This is one of the greatest.
The Servant (Joseph Losey) is an utterly English film, directed by an American. The plot is very unpredictable (although the makers of Parasite must have seen it a few times), as are the performances, but as it descends further and further into a rabbit hole of insanity, you’ll be dragged right along with it.
Another Round (Thomas Vinterberg) is among this year’s Oscar nominees. It’s a Danish black comedy that’s so wonderfully life-affirming (even though the director’s daughter died tragically at the beginning of filming), culminating in a giddy, delirious dance. I think the message was ‘drink more booze’; it certainly tempted me to do just that.
The Fireman’s Ball (Milos Forman) is another film made all the better for it’s use of non-professional actors. If you’ve ever wondered how and why Milos Forman was plucked from Czechoslovakia to direct One Flew Over The Cockoo’s Nest, watch this and all will become clear. It’s a sort of One Flew Over The Strange Little Community Get Together, hilarious, touching and beautifully observed.
Town Bloody Hall (Chris Hegedus and D. A. Pennebaker) is a documentary/filming of a debate on feminism in The New York Town Hall, featuring, among others, Germaine Greer and the provocatively sexist Norman Mailer. It’s shown in all it’s ugly, fiery energy, dumping you right in the centre of a full-throttle battle of the sexes.
The Kid With A Bike (Jean Pierre and Luc Dardennes) is a modern Belgian film with all the authenticity of Italian Neorealism at its best. The story of a young boy whose idolises his dad, who in turn would rather his son didn’t exist. It is played so realistically you feel as if you were given a front-row seat as all this happened for real. I’d also encourage you to seek out other Dardennes Brothers films, such as The Child, The Son and Lorna’s Silence, all similarly brilliant.
Il Sorpasso (Dino Risi) is a comedy, so it won’t be mentioned alongside all the serious dramas that tend to make up the lists of greatest-ever films. But this hilarious road movie, combining an uptight guy with a random ‘friend’ who doesn’t give a shit about anything, is as good as many more lauded Italian films of the 1960s, and has an ending you won’t see coming.
Le Trou (Jaques Becker) is the best prison break film of all time. It is almost entirely about five guys who tunnel out of jail, making more progress, night after night. It has all the tension, twists and great character acting (including some people involved in the real-life breakout it was based on) you need to make a film like this work perfectly.
But you want to know what they all were, don’t you? Relax, I’ve got you. Here’s the list, chronological from 15th Jan:
- Man with a Movie Camera
- Late Spring
- Au Hasard Balthazar
- L’Avventura
- Le Mépris
- Ordet
- Andrei Rublev
- Stalker
- The General
- Metropolis
- Jeanne Dielman, 23 quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles
- Sátántangó
- Pather Panchali
- Gertrud
- Pierrot le Fou
- Close-Up
- Ugetsu Monogatari
- La Jetée
- M
- Sherlock Jr.
- La maman et la putain
- Sansho Dayu
- Modern Times
- Pickpocket
- Sans Soleil
- A Man Escaped
- L’eclisse
- Beau Travail
- The Spirit of the Beehive
- Fanny and Alexander
- The Colour of Pomegranates
- Greed
- A Brighter Summer Day
- Partie de campagne
- Intolerance
- Yi Yi
- Touki Bouki
- Imitation of Life
- Madame de…
- The Conformist
- Meshes of the Afternoon
- Two or three things I know about her
- Stalker
- The Gospel According to St. Matthew
- Come And See
- Close-Up
- The Passion of Joan of Arc
- Playtime
- Viridiana
- Hour of the Wolf
- Vivre Sa Vie
- Husbands
- Los Olvidados
- Opening Night
- The Gold Rush
- Zero de Conduite
- L’argent (1983)
- The Killing of a Chinese Bookie
- Mouchette
- The River
- Meet Me in St Louis
- Memories of Underdevelopment
- Vampyr
- Nosferatu
- Chung King Express
- The Music Room
- The Story of Apu
- Chimes at Midnight
- Alexander Nevsky
- Daisies
- Closely Watched Trains
- The Great Dictator
- Madame Verdoux
- A Woman Under The Influence
- Husbands
- Wanda
- Sawdust and Tinsel
- Through a Glass Darkly
- Winter’s Light
- Red Beard
- Amarcord
- Dr Zhivago
- Giant
- The Virgin Spring
- Smiles of a Summer Evening
- High and Low
- Sanjuro
- Stray Dog
- The River
- The Most Beautiful
- The Life of Oharu
- The Tale of the Last Chrysanthemum
- Street Of Shame
- Scandal
- No Regrets For Our Youth
- Sanshiro Sugata
- I Live In Fear
- The Lower Depths (Kurosawa)
- The Hidden Fortress
- Dersu Uzala
- I was born but…
- An Autumn Afternoon
- Late Autumn
- Princess Yang Kwei Fei
- The Crucified Lovers
- Utamaro and his 5 Women
- The 47 Ronin (Mizoguchi)
- A Canterbury Tale
- The 49th Parallel
- The House Is Black
- Aparajito
- The Big City
- I Knew Her Well
- Ashes and Diamonds
- The Wages of Fear
- Cleo from 5 to 7
- The Devil and Daniel Webster
- A Nous La Liberte
- Dogtooth
- Mon Oncle
- Mr Hulot’s Holiday
- Two Men and a Wardrobe
- Beauty and the Beast
- Red Desert
- Umberto D
- An Angel At My Table
- The Philadelphia Story
- The Man Who Knew Too Much (1934)
- Arsenic And Old Lace
- The Seventh Seal
- Pygmalion
- Cries and Whispers
- The Silence
- The Night Porter
- Rome Open City
- Germany Year Zero
- Journey to Italy
- Paisan
- Gallipoli
- The Year of Living Dangerously
- Army of Shadows
- Weekend
- Strike
- Lift To The Gallows
- Ivan’s Childhood
- The Umbrellas of Cherbourg
- Belle De Jour
- Britain Is Listening
- The Death of Mr. Lazarescu
- 4 Months, 3 Weeks, 2 Days
- The Shop Around The Corner
- The Exterminating Angel
- The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari
- 1917
- The Double Life of Veronique
- Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.
- Mildred Pierce
- Le Plaisir
- Lola Montes
- Letter From an Unknown Woman
- Accatone
- I’m No Angel
- Holiday
- The Heiress
- Stagecoach
- The Men Who Tread On The Tiger’s Tail
- Drunken Angel
- The Bad Sleep Well
- Charulata
- Masculin Feminin (chronological order starts here, 15 Jan)
- Le Petit Soldat
- I Vitelloni
- Juliet of the Spirits
- Nights of Cabiria
- Il Bidone
- 8 1/2 + 8 1/2 with commentary
- La Strada
- Les Mistons
- Les 400 Coups + commentary
- Shoot The Piano Player
- Jules et Jim
- L’Atalante
- Day For Night
- The Last Metro
- La Regle du Jeu (Jan 26)
- Persona
- Wild Strawberries
- City Lights
- Meantime
- Le Corbeau
- Arrival
- The Mirror
- Night And Fog
- A Trip To The Moon
- Hiroshima Mon Amour
- A Bout De Souffle (Jan 31)
- Marketa Lazarova
- Tokyo Drifter
- Black Girl
- Faces
- Antoine and Colette
- The Soft Skin
- Stolen Kisses
- Bed and Board
- Two English Girls
- Love On The Run
- Throne of Blood
- Yojimbo
- Bande A Part
- Dodes’ka den
- Day of Wrath
- Soul
- Les Dames Du Bois De Boulogne (Feb 7)
- Osaka Elegy
- Sisters Of The Gion
- A Touch Of Zen
- La Bête Humaine
- Paths Of Glory
- The Secret Of The Grain
- The Seventh Continent
- Code Unknown
- The White Ribbon
- The Piano Teacher
- Gate Of Hell
- Rashomon
- Dheepan (Feb 14th)
- F For Fake
- Wavelength
- The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie
- Divorce Italian Style
- Rocco and his Brothers
- A Taste of Cherry
- Certified Copy
- The Kid
- Black Orpheus
- La Notti Bianche
- Foreign Correspondent
- Floating Weeds (Feb 21st)
- Floating Clouds
- Three Colours: Blue
- Three Colours: White
- Three Colours Red
- .In A Lonely Place
- Celine and Julie Go Boating
- Nomadland
- Ivan The Terrible, Part 1
- Ivan The Terrible, Part 2
- Ministry of Fear
- Judas And The Black Messiah
- Senso
- Red River
- Kings of the Road
- Paris Texas
- The Bad and the Beautiful
- Vagabond (Feb 28th)
- The Traveling Players
- The Damned
- Fun With Dick And Jane
- Out of the Past
- A Tale Of Tales
- La Terra Trema
- Only Angels Have Wings
- The Black Panthers
- The Gleaners and I
- Le Bonheur
- Don’t Blink – Robert Frank
- The Battleship Potemkin
- The Revenant
- The In-Laws (1979)
- Kung Fu Master
- Let The Sunshine In
- October
- Zazie Dans Le Metro
- La Pointe Courte (March 7th)
- The Turin Horse
- Underground
- Distant Voices, Still Lives
- The Southerner
- The Sacrifice
- Riot In Cell Block 11
- Letter From Siberia
- Nostalghia
- Mauvais Sang
- Steamboat Bill Jnr.
- Z
- Portrait Of A Lady On Fire
- Fear (Rosselini)
- The Servant
- Le Silence De La Mer
- Bamboozled
- The Go-Between
- La Collectionneuse
- Samurai Rebellion
- The Chase
- The Flowers Of St Francis (March 14th)
- Ma Nuit Chez Maude
- Doubt
- King Kong (1933)
- Stromboli
- Promising Young Woman
- Safety Last!
- Always Sometimes Rarely Never
- Les Enfants Terribles
- Saute Ma Ville
- The Sound Of Metal
- Love In The Afternoon
- Christmas In July
- Another Round
- Ida
- Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom
- The American Friend
- The Green Ray
- Magnet Of Doom (March 21st)
- Paris Belongs To Us
- Europa 51
- Locke
- Le beau Serge
- Les Cousins
- The Idle Class
- Lola (Demy)
- Autumn Sonata
- The Private Life Of Henry The Eighth
- Grey Gardens
- Shame (Bergman)
- Mon Oncle D’Amerique
- Victim
- Mad Max Fury Road
- Life And Nothing But
- Le Coup Du Berger
- The Bitter Tears Of Petra Von Kant
- Charlotte Et Son Jules
- We Need To Talk About Kevin
- The Beaches of Agnes (March 28th)
- Tokyo-Ga
- L’Amore
- 24 Hours In The Life Of A Clown
- Mamma Roma
- Junkopia
- La Ricotta
- Lacombe, Lucien
- The Father
- Mur Murs
- They Live By Night
- California Split
- The World Of Gilbert And George
- Duck Soup
- La haine
- White Tiger
- A New Leaf
- The Mission (April 2nd)
- Tampopo
- McCabe And Mrs Miller
- Caught
- The Firemen’s Ball
- Days Of Wine And Roses
- Man Push Cart
- 35 Shots Of Rum
- Le chant du styrene
- Sunday In Peking
- Grand Illusion
- The Loves Of A Blonde
- Man On The Moon (April 12th)
- Gregory’s Girl
- Les Enfants Du Paradis
- One Night In Miami
- The Bird With The Crystal Plumage
- Sacrilege
- This Sporting Life
- Where Is The Friend’s Home?
- Nanook Of The North
- Life Goes On
- Bottle Rocket
- Through The Olive Trees
- Overlord
- Cast A Dark Shadow
- An Education
- Detour
- The Mattei Affair
- Town Bloody Hall
- The Big Short
- Brute Force
- Dark Days
- Accident
- In The Mood For Love
- Tom Jones
- Black Peter (April 19th)
- Sunset Song
- Gilda
- His Girl Friday
- The Thin Blue Line
- Nadja In Paris
- Eraserhead
- A Nos Amours
- Claire’s Knee
- Kapo
- The Bakery Girl Of Monceau
- Bad Timing
- Suzanne’s Career
- Police Story
- Losing Ground
- Mikey And Nicky
- Sons Of The Desert
- 48 Hrs
- And God Created Woman
- The Naked City
- The Fall
- Bob Le Flambeur
- Morocco (April 25th)
- Tunes Of Glory
- One False Move
- Wooden Crosses
- Le Samourai
- Ghost Dog: Way Of The Samurai
- Weekend
- My Brilliant Career
- Harlan County USA
- Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence
- Salut Les Cubains
- La Chambre
- The Third Man
- A Clockwork Orange
- Secrets And Lies
- The Last Detail
- Kajillionaire
- Day Of Freedom
- House Of Games
- Minnie and Moskowitz
- The Last Movie
- Roman Holiday (May 2nd)
- The Wild Bunch
- On Dangerous Ground
- Irma Vep
- The Great McGinty
- Shane
- Phantom India Part 1
- Patton
- L’enfance nue
- L’amour existe
- Doodlebug
- Murmur Of The Heart
- Palm Beach Story
- Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe
- Gloria
- The Reflecting Skin
- Buena Vista Social Club
- Bay Of Angels
- The Hustler
- Horse Feathers
- Remember The Night (delightful Christmas movie)
- Synonymes
- White Rock
- Weekends (May 9th)
- The Stranger
- Girlfriends
- Le Trou
- George Washington
- Ars
- La Luxure
- The Lady Eve
- Pixote
- The Taking Of Power By Louis 14th
- Le Havre (May 16th)
- Burn
- Revanche
- The Miracle Of Morgan’s Creek
- How Green Was My Valley
- Donkey Skin
- The Gambler
- The Warriors
- Bad Trip (May 23rd)
- Adam’s Rib
- The Human Condition
- Le Amiche
- La Gente Del Po
- Le Deuxieme Souffle
- To Sleep With Anger
- Daguerrotypes
- Judex
- The Last Emperor
- Chocolat (Denis) (May 30th)
- Blood of the Beasts
- Tucker: The Man And His Dream
- The Kid With A Bike
- Sansho The Bailiff (again)
- L’Enfant
- Le Grand Melies
- La Promesse
- Mr And Mrs. Smith (Hitchcock)
- 2 Days And 1 Night
- Incoherence
- Rosetta
- Young Ahmed
- Lorna’s Silence
- Moonstruck
- Aguirre Wrath of God
- Fitzcarraldo
- Last Year At Marienbad
- Fantastic Planet
- The Cranes Are Flying
- Ikiru
- Kill List (June 6th)
- Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy
- Safe
- A Week’s Vacation
- The Man In The Gray Flannel Suit
- Hard Eight
- Images
- Deep Blue Sea (2011)
- Ran
- Along For The Ride
- The Class
- Gimme Shelter (June 13th)
- Diabolique
- Under Satan’s Sun
- Panique
- Henry 5th (Olivier)
- The Aviator
- Orphée
- Hunger
- Sea Countrymen
- Rush
- Carnival of Souls (20th June)
- Jacquot De Nantes
- India Matri Bhumi
- The Tree Of Wooden Clogs
- Crossfire
- Cameraperson
- Cruising
- Miss Julie
- Bird
- Animal Crackers
- The Long Good Friday
- Il Posto
- I Fidanzati
- Il Sorpasso
- Golden Parable
- La Cotta (27th June)
- Late Chrysanthemums
- Moonrise
- Topsy Turvy
- Spartacus
- My Dinner With André
- Swimmer
- Born Yesterday
- Bad Day At Black Rock
- No Sudden Move
- The Blue Angel
- The Leopard (4th July)
- Drugstore Cowboy
- Mona Lisa
- Andrei Tarkovsky: A Cinema Prayer
- La Ceremonie
- The Blue Dahlia
- Scarface (1932) (11th July)
- Cold Water
- A Running Jump
- The Set-Up
- Drums Along The Mohawk
- Hoop Dreams
- The Children Are Watching Us
- The Primary
- The Young Girls of Rochefort
- Confidential Report
- Fat Girl
- Lenny Cooke
- Women Of The Night
- Clouds of Sils Maria
- The Trial Of Joan Of Arc (Bresson)
- Following (18th July)
- Day Of The Fight
- L’Assassin Habite Au 21
- High Fidelity
- Limelight
- La Ronde
- Kuroneko
- The Ruling Class
- The Steel Helmet (25th July)
- Minari
- Dis-Moi
- A Story Of Children And Film
- Knock On Any Door
- One Sings The Other Doesn’t
- White Material
- The Life Of Brian
- The Other Side Of Hope
- Toni
- The Steamroller And The Violin
- Au Revoir Les Enfants
- Clockwatchers
- Salesman
- Tout Va Bien
- Anatomy Of A Murder
- La Chienne
- It Should Happen To You
- Youssou N’Dour: I Bring What I Love (August 1st)
- The Spy Who Came In From The Cold
- Kings Of Pastry
- The Dead
- Richard The Third
- Vertigo
- Bicycle Thieves
- The African Queen
- Bells Are Ringing (August 8th)
- Lord Of The Flies (1963)
- Black Narcissus
- The White Sheik (August 15th)
- That Obscure Object Of Desire
- Night Moves
- Slacker
- Tristana
- Diary Of A Chambermaid
- Simon Of The Desert
- This Is Spinal Tap
- Death In The Garden
- The Asphalt Jungle
- The Phantom Of Liberty (August 22nd)
- The man Who Would Be King
- Once Upon A Time In Hollywood
- Knife In The Water
‘Cuz they say… 2000 zero zero party over oops out of time So tonight I’m gonna party like it’s the weekend.
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you? And can he do to you the things that I do? Oh no, I can take the weekend.
We talk in black and white, but all is grey.

It feels like the last five years have given us a constant stream of binary opinion. From Leave/Remain in the UK to Trump/No Trump in the US to Masks Are An Evil Infringement on Freedom/Masks Save Lives Everywhere, the division of complicated issues into right/wrong, good/bad and them/us appears to be the order of the day.
But even within supposed two-horse situations, there are often many other horses involved. Take the 2019 UK General Election, in which the Conservatives beat Labour in a landslide. If you read the media coverage you might have missed the fact that 3,500,000 people voted Lib Dem, and 850,000 voted Green. And that doesn’t even take into account the many shades of difference within the two big parties: Brexiteer Conservatives, Fiscal Conservatives, ‘I Hate Corbyn’ Conservatives, All Of The Above Conservatives etc.
It’s the same with the Republicans in the US. They may seem like one homogenous mass of dumb, uncaring racists, but they are made up of all sorts of groups: Qanon nutjobs, law-and-order Miami Cubans, Christian Conservatives who are just taking the shortest path to the outlawing of abortion, Moderates who want lower taxes, a smaller homogenous mass of dumb, uncaring racists etc.
And look at the many and varied reason people have for giving the vaccine a swerve.
You might also have heard about issues such as ‘Cancel Culture’, where defenders of ‘free speech’ suggest that it’s bad and wrong to demonise people for their incendiary opinions. But if you scratch beneath the surface you’ll soon find that every one of them has something they too wish to ‘cancel’.
For example, here in America a TV host called Bill Maher continually goes on about how corrosive Cancel Culture is:
But he also goes on about hating many of the ‘oppressive’ elements of the Islamic faith, suggesting that they should be… um… canceled. Maybe, like him, you think that these are two different things, and that demanding that women wear burkas or banning homosexuality is a false equivalency when compared to Kevin Hart losing his Oscar hosting gig for being homophobic a decade earlier. But here’s the problem: plenty of Muslims would disagree with you, and that’s because there is no right or wrong here; only opinions. The problem is those opinions are often presented as hard fact, with a dash of straw man nonsense and some pejorative terms such as ‘woke mob’ (by the way, a Twitter user recently accused me of being ‘woke’ because I suggested Margaret Thatcher sometimes did her job in a way that not exactly compassionate. Subjectivity, eh?). I think Bill would be considered to be part of some kind of woke mob if he expressed his opinions in Saudi Arabia. And then he’d probably be murdered. Cancel culture indeed…
I get it. Bill is a comedian who exaggerates to make jokes, but he also uses double standards: he later concedes that people shouldn’t hold a ‘dress up like we’re in the Old South’ party. Is that cancellation? Political correctness gone mad? Where do you draw the line? How do you know? So I suppose he agrees with Cancel Culture, except when he doesn’t… The problems of binary expression.
Have a look at 2:30 in the above video. Bill takes a statistic that ‘80% believe political correctness is a problem’ (quite a vague assertion) and exaggerates it by listing demographics that cover everyone in America and saying they ‘all hate the current atmosphere of hypersensitivity’. Then he asserts that ‘everybody’ hates it, so it becomes even blacker and whiter, and less accurate, but at least it supports his point a bit more forcefully.
So cancel culture is complicated. It’s subjective. It’s contextual. Pretty much everyone wants to cancel something, but the idea of cancelling cancel culture is clearly the most ironic of ironies.
Which brings me to the current hand-wringing over purpose-based advertising. Again, this is a complicated subject that is often spoken about in binary terms. It seems that for many on my Linkedin and Twitter feeds, we as an entire industry are woke idiots who are promoting baseless social justice initiatives instead of getting down to the proper business of selling stuff. There is in fact an entire book out there called ‘Can’t Sell, Won’t Sell‘ whose subtitle is ‘Why adland has stopped selling and started saving the world’. Having read the whole thing I can tell you that it contains some interesting points, but even with a book with that definitive a title, the author mentions several instances of purpose-based advertising being a good thing. So why write a misleadingly binary title, subtitle and Amazon blurb paragraph for a non-binary book?
Has adland really stopped selling? Obviously not. The amount of purpose-based work is dwarfed by that which explicitly tries to sell stuff, but if you are of a mind to decry any purpose-based work, then you can certainly find many examples to back that opinion up. However, an overall assertion that this is advertising’s biggest difficulty deflects attention from larger, more problematic issues (eg: malignant data scraping, the massive talent and money drain to tech, the reduction of fees due to the rise of procurement departments etc.).
But here we are with the binary nature of 2021 language. Purpose bad, selling good, as if they can’t co-exist in any way, except when they do, very successfully (see Nike’s recent Cannes Effectiveness Grand Prix-winning Colin Kaepernick work; or Microsoft’s Gold Effie winner, Changing The Game; or Aeromexico’s Gold Effie-winning DNA Discounts campaign). Sure, many purpose attempts are more Kendall-Jenner-Pepsi than Kaepernick-Nike, but there are lots of crappy, poorly considered non-purpose ads out there, too, and the vast majority of them will get nowhere near a Gold Effie. Perhaps ‘purpose’ is simply another advertising genre, like ‘humour’ or ‘celebrity’, and like those it is done both well and badly, suggesting another situation full of shades of grey.
Additionally we are now in a similar set of circumstances regarding ‘diversity’ (my inverted commas are there to denote the subjective nature of defining that word in 2021) where middle-aged white people are winning discrimination cases. That’s a direct result of people speaking in black-and whie terms about complex issues. If you, as a female ECD, say you want to ‘obliterate’ your agency’s reputation for being full of white, privileged straight men, you might just leave your agency open to charges of gender-based discrimination (I must add here that Jo Wallace, who said that, seems like a decent, intelligent person who has been treated dreadfully by the gutter press).
It’s not a binary issue of ‘obliterating’ a certain demographic to favour others. It’s a very nuanced problem that takes in systemic discrimination, meritocracy, conscious and subconscious gender biases and several other deep, complex topics, each of which could justify an entire post-grad thesis. But this was not a case of oldish white man bad, everyone else good, and I’m pretty certain that’s not what Jo meant to suggest, but here we are in binary world where a complicated issue has left egg on a great many unfortunate faces, and caused massive damage to the very situation it sought to help. Who will now be brave enough to sack an oldish white guy? How much more likely is it that a sacked oldish white guy will take that sacking to a tribunal? What is intrinsically wrong with oldish white guys? (Full disclosure: I am an oldish white guy.)
I know we’ve reached this situation because of the way social media discourse works, with incendiary, attention-grabbing statements leading to clicks and sales, but if we don’t employ critical thinking and nuance in all areas, we might find ourselves shutting off potential avenues of success, or useful and necessary arguments, while heading off in the direction of some pointless fool’s gold.
The black and the white is where the easy shit lies. But it’s also where the bullshit lies. If you find yourself making a massive generalisation you’ll probably find yourself missing out a big chunk of truth. The title ‘Sometimes Sell, Sometimes Don’t Sell: Why adland occasionally uses purpose to great effect, but sometimes kind of fucks it up’ … Hang on, I was about to say that it wouldn’t be as good, but that’s actually a much better title, although it would have to be for a different book. Anyway, there’s no need to be definitive when reality is nothing of the sort. Sure, human beings like certainty and closure, but playing to that need betrays the opportunity to make the kind of difference that happens when you engage with what is actually the case, rather than the superficial headline version of things.
Sure, it requires more work and less simplistic thinking, but what are we saying? ‘Drain the swamp’ or ‘Let’s take a look at corruption in politics and see how we can reduce it’? ‘Lock her up’ or ‘Has this person acted in a way that contravenes any laws? If so, what should be done about it?’? ‘Get Brexit Done’ or ‘We should examine the ways in which leaving the EU might affect most of the people of Britain, then act in the best interests of the majority’?
Yes, the cheap sloganeering is easy to remember, and has incited many people to both support and action, but to what final result? ‘Move Fast And Break Things’ sounds great until you ask what might be broken and discover the answer is Western Democracy.
The simplicity of black and white is so tempting, but life tends to exist within the grey, and we ignore that at our peril.
We made the job look easier, now we must deal with the consequences.
There’s a lot of chat about AI copywriting at the moment. Companies such as this one have been offering some form of machine-generated advertising writing for a while now, and are understandably getting better at it.
Equally understandably, copywriters have been up in arms about this. How could a machine/robot create something as artistically pure as a combination of words that informs people that frozen chickens are available for 20% off at Sainsbury’s?
I jest, but I kind of don’t. There’s a reason why someone thought a computer could come up with copywriting and it might be a little hard to swallow: most copywriting is not very good, and it’s also not very difficult. When you see the post copy on a Facebook ad for cheap wine, or the headlines on most posters, or you listen to most radio ads you probably think, ‘What a load of rubbish. I bet a crappily-programmed robot could do better’. Well, you weren’t the only one.
I get that there are many other elements to the job that AI might still find difficult/impossible. These include thinking up a concept (although most ads don’t seem to bother with them), taking feedback and reworking ads to a client’s satisfaction (I think this one will save all our careers. Clients are not usually good at this, but they are also not usually happy with the first ten versions they are offered), and coming up with something original that no one was expecting (also becoming vanishingly rare). But when it comes to some basic-bitch copywriting, they are as good as at least some of us.
And here’s how that happened: our predecessors wrote a lot of shitty ads, then many of us did the same.
So they/we made the job look easy, and that’s what made other people think they could program a computer to do it. Yes, I know they’re getting AI to do some very difficult jobs these days, but the artier ones, the ones that involve excellent creativity, are the hardest to replicate. Rubbish creativity, on the other hand: piece of piss.
This isn’t the first time we’ve shot ourselves in the foot by making the job look easy. Back in the early 2000s there was a fashion for finding a good short film by an unknown director, slapping a logo on the end and entering it into advertising awards. Here’s an example:
Spot the difference (good luck).
This was then followed by several years of doing the same thing with interesting YouTube clips. For example:
Although the above are both very good ads, and every artist borrows from somewhere, this straight lifting of other people’s work made the job look very easy. Why pay lots of money for an ad agency when an enterprising 15-year-old searching YouTube could produce the same result?
Is it a coincidence that ad agencies are paid much less than they used to be? I don’t think so. Although several factors have contributed to this situation, I think you could make a good case that devaluing our creative currency has been one of the biggest. Making great ads used to be a mysterious process, only managed by a select few. Now it looks much easier, and therefore worth much less.
A third process has contracted things still further: digital and social media is cheap, quick, disposable and done very well by kids and idiots (and both). So it was partly we who made this part of adland look easier, and partly others, but check out the average corporate social media feed and ask yourself honestly: does that look so difficult that it should be expensive or time consuming?
Nah.
We’ve gone from great creatives (sometimes) writing and art directing ads in such a way that it looked very difficult, to crap that looks (and often is) cheap and easy. And when we did that we let crappier practitioners seem perfectly capable of doing it to a professional level: computers and kids. Who needs excellent, experienced humans when the opposite can give you 80% of the quality at 30% of the price?
We unwittingly made our own bed, and now we must lie in it.
The higher you build your barriers, the taller I become. The further you take my rights away, the faster I will run. You can deny me. You can decide to turn your face away. No matter, cos there’s the weekend.
Plenty of paths to perfection


When Stanley Kubrick was making The Shining…
He recorded the sound of a typist hammering out the words “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”, because he thought the sound each key made on a typewriter was slightly different and he wanted complete accuracy. To make sure that the line was as effective in foreign versions, Kubrick painstakingly translated it into idiomatic German, French, Spanish and Italian and re-shot the scene, placing the translations in the typewriter for Jack’s wife Wendy (played by Shelley Duvall) to find. The Spanish phrase “No por mucho madrugar amanece más temprano” (No matter how early you get up, you can’t make the sun rise any sooner) captures the tone of crepuscular horror perfectly.
That’s just one of the many stories of Kubrickian perfectionism. He never compromised, went to extraordinary lengths and drove his actors crazy with endless takes. So that’s how you achieve excellence, isn’t it? You obsess over details and never let up in your monomaniacal drive to achieve your singular vision.
Maybe.
Jean Luc-Godard, a similarly revered director did nothing of the sort. In making his classic Breathless, he ‘wrote the script as he went along‘. ‘Filming began on 17 August 1959. Godard met his crew at the Café Notre Dame near the Hôtel de Suède and shot for two hours until he ran out of ideas.’ ‘Actor Richard Balducci has stated that shooting days ranged from 15 minutes to 12 hours, depending on how many ideas Godard had on a given day‘. ‘(Director of Photography) Coutard said that when (producer) de Beauregard encountered Godard at a café on a day on which Godard had called in sick, the two engaged in a fistfight.’
In addition, like many European directors of the time, Godard employed American actors who did not speak French/Italian/Spanish and simply dubbed the appropriate language over their English line reads. Jack Palance in Le Mepris, Burt Lancaster in Il Gattopardo, Alain Delon in L’Eclise… I just want to emphasise that these are some of the greatest films of all time, and the sound doesn’t match the mouth movements – and there’s not even a pretence of an attempt to do that!
In later films they worked out that the mouth shapes for the Italian/French words could be matched to the mouth shapes of English numbers, so an English actor’s line would be ‘Three, seventeen, nine, four, twelve’. Not the actual lines with the emotional content of the correct words, but a list of numbers.
Let me add still further: Fellini liked to direct as the acting was happening. He would shout at the actors as they were reading their lines, even the Italian ones. This meant that all the dialogue was post-synched, so it had none of the ambient sound, and didn’t match perfectly.
All that is to say that Kubrick (and other great perfectionist directors, such as Ozu, Chaplin and Malick) would presumably have had a fit about any of the above. If he insisted typewriter sounds were perfect, can you imagine him dubbing over a carefully chosen actor’s voice so it didn’t match the mouth movements? Or making up the story as he went along? Perfection and spontaneity are not easy bedfellows.
So which is best? Perfectionism or looseness? If you squeeze too hard, do you destroy the delicate object in your hand? Or is it possible that the wrong colour blouse or a misplaced apple can destroy or compromise an entire creative vision?
With so many greats on either side of the argument, it might be better to define perfection. What Kubrick et al would see as the essential control of every element until it matches the vision in their head, Godard might see as a lighter, more emotional expression of an artistic idea, with the spontaneity being as crucial to him as the control was to Kubrick.
I was involved in making two ads for the same big client a while ago. One had a budget of millions, was minutely planned and examined, and involved thirty agency staff. The other had a budget of ten thousand dollars, was briefed in by two mid-level creatives, and forgotten about until the directors sent in the final result. Both were excellent, and I think each would have suffered if they’d experienced the same level of budget and attention as the other.
I know of excellent art directors who are happy to brief a photographer then wait till he sends the finished shots in. I also know of excellent art directors who minutely micromanage their photographers. I also know of excellent art directors who work wonders with stock shots.
I know of excellent copywriters who pore for days over every syllable in a three-word line. I also know of excellent copywriters who find great phrases hidden in company brochures. I also know of excellent copywriters who crank out hundreds of words as easily as they breathe.
So there’s no agreed-upon path to greatness, and the important thing about that is the fact that your method might be the best route to the best work, but so might anyone else’s. That’s not to say that sitting around doing nothing is the most likely way to win a Cannes Grand Prix, but bunking off to see a movie could prove as effective as pulling an all-nighter. Letting a top director do their stuff could be as useful as constantly looking over their shoulder and insisting they do fifteen more takes. Nailing down a script might be a good idea, but so might turning up with an outline and seeing what you might get from a bit of improvisation.
Try a bit of Kubrick, then maybe go for a touch of Godard. There’s no right or wrong; only what works – and many, many things can work brilliantly.
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