Kinetoscope log I find that to be true--2010 has been a woeful year for new films!
I've got more clearcut possibles for worst movie of the year than I do for the best of category with Dear John and The Last Song pulling a double feature of proof of just how sucky Nicholas Sparks is as a novelist. I know that guy is popular but the film versions of his stories feel me with annoyance, frustration and anger at how he wants to tug those heart-strings.
There are only three films I've seen that could possibly be in consideration for my tops in '10 list: The Ghost Writer, Dogtooth and Exit Through the Gift Shop. The Ghost Writer has no chance unless the rest of the year is truly wretched but had to have at least three films worthy of consideration for the past five months or I would have been even more depressed at what 2010 has had to offer. Dogtooth is a haunting, strange movie from Greece that has been stuck in my brain for months. Exit Through the Gift Shop is a faux-documentary (or is it real?) from the creative mind of street artist Banksy. That's it. Three films.
Pick it up 2010. And hurry.