So, yesterday I stumbled onto a list put together by Tim Robey, a film critic for The Telegraph. I think most of the world saw the list, or at least the cinephile world that I often associate with. The list was on the ten most overrated films of all time.
I’m not going to get into some serious bashing here, because that’s never really productive, but his list (which is kind of ridiculous on so many levels) got me thinking. What does ‘overrated’ really mean? In looking at this list, I’m not sure that Tim Robey even knows. His list is a strange mixture of films that the majority of people have never seen, some films that Oscar embraced but film enthusiasts have disregarded and then some films that the average moviegoer fell in love with. So, pick your vein. Is a film overrated because the average family man loves it, because Oscar loved it or because the critics loved it, but on this list it’s a little confusing since rarely do these attributes crossover.
I don’t think that putting a definitive list like this together is possible, or health really. It’s really more pretentious than anything else. Now, I’ve put lists together before, so I’m not saying that lists are a bad thing. We live in a society where lists are just really, really popular. Everyone I know, especially those who are infatuated with film or music or art of some medium, love to list, rank and evaluate their opinions. I’m an advocate for this, but putting together a list of this nature can get complicated and messy.
It’s too vague.
I mean, let’s take a look at Robey’s list: