Inside Llewyn Davis
This film has a quality I can't quite put my finger on. Set aside the typically sardonic Coen brothers wit. Beautifully soft, melancholic visuals and a flawed but endlessly relateable protagonist, excellently performed by Isaac, both have something to do with it. Above all though, what stands out to me is the way that this enigmatic film captures so well a place and a time that I've personally romanticised, setting 1960s New York against an absolutely gorgeous soundtrack, that's at the heart of this nagging feeling. I want to see it again already.