Super

You ever see a film and get the feeling that you're the only person the director made their movie for? Like every facet is perfectly matching up with your sensibilities? That's the experience I've had every time I've seen James Gunn's Super.

It's hard for me to write about it in the same way I've written about the other films on my list because I know the reasons I love it so much are far from universal. On an objective level I'm sure you could find many, many technical flaws and the mishmash of themes and tones are sure to throw a lot of people off. It's as polarizing a movie I've ever been on the side of loving. It speaks to me on every level – as a fantasy, as a romance, as a drama, as a comedy.

"How am I supposed to tell crime to shut up if I have to shut up?"

The gritty, washed-out realism of the handheld cinematography coupled with darkly surreal comedy. The unabashed, cartoonish violence in very real, everyday situations, playing out like a sick revenge fantasy. The injection of pathos that comes with watching Frank D'Arbo's immensely strange yet intense emotional journey and Gunn's ability to seamlessly, nonchalantly flick between each, and finally, the wild performances from Wilson, Page, Bacon and Tyler.

It's a very personal film to me, something I find difficult to explain but it's definitely there. I've visited it many times and it has only ever gotten better. It encompasses so much to me and there's something new there every time. Love it.