13 of the Most Underappreciated Movie Acting Performances in 2014A24 Films
The contentious, headache-inducing onslaught of prizes for acting usually end up going to the same four people. Even when they’re the “right” people, dozens go wronged. So before listing the acting I liked irrespective of how much it’s been praised, let’s bow down before a baker’s dozen of the year’s underappreciated performances. This is an Oscar-agnostic list, but for what it’s worth, Academy voters, online voting opened for business yesterday.
Scarlett Johansson in Under the Skin
Only Marion Cotillard might be having a better stretch than Johansson right now. It’s the deceptive scope of the project Johansson appears to have set for herself that’s amazing. She has reconsidered the terms of her voluptuousness, of what it means to be looked at by men. She has given three very different performances in science fiction films for three different directors. This one, for Jonathan Glazer, is just an acting masterpiece. Johansson is something from another planet who comes to Scotland, takes the ripe body of a frightened woman, and discovers the benefits and costs of that ripeness.
The film is a study in what makes us human — and what makes humans (OK, some men) awful. And Johansson registers every affront with increasingly horrified eyes. There doesn’t appear to be much to her performance. When she talks to men, she turns on a British accent and her charm. When they’re disposed of, she shuts off. But the hunting, haunting nature of the performance keeps going. Lots of other actors have done blankness — from outer space, no less — and done it vividly. Johansson’s version is captivating for the ache she gives. The use of music and sound in this film is exquisite, but Johansson makes you sense something else: the acquisition of a soul.
Miles Teller in Whiplash
Sony Pictures Classics
I don’t go in for purely physical acting (sorry, Eddie Redmayne), but the connection Teller makes to those drum kits is otherworldly. I don’t know whether he’s truly any good as a drummer, but he’s such a persuasively charismatic actor that I don’t care. What you get from Teller here is that music isn’t a way of life for Andrew Neiman. It is life. What’s funny is that for all the pounding he gives the kits and all the pummeling J.K. Simmons gives him, I couldn’t take my eyes off Teller’s face — the chilling, exhilarating mix of enraged arrogance and naked want. Simmons is memorably intense, but what I remember is the grenade-caliber violence of his voice. Teller gives you all the lacerating shrapnel and scars.
Hilary Swank in The Homesman
Don’t laugh. The trouble now for Swank is that she’s been so devastatingly good — and well-rewarded for it, too — that she might never again be taken as seriously. This is another of her gorgeously done, apology-free, glamour-averse depictions of womanliness. She’s an eligible 19th-century plainswoman who pauses a personal fight against spinsterhood to transport three mentally ill women in a prairie schooner. All the usual goodness comes through as well as a blunt morality. What’s new for Swank, what’s heartbreaking about her in this film, is the desperation for love radiating from her. I don’t think she ever acts for awards, and this time the movie gives up on her just past the halfway point. When that happens, the only thing you want for her is a séance.
Ansel Elgort in The Fault in Our Stars
Twentieth Century Fox
This movie’s nauseating earnestness reaches its apex (or is it the nadir?) when the two nobly sick teens give each other a tongue bath in Anne Frank’s house. It’s the worst scene of the year. Of the year! Yet not even that could stop me from feeling something beyond irritation for Elgort. He’s not yet much of an actor, but sometimes you don’t need that. He’s got a gawky goodness that makes him neighbors with Swank. You feel whatever it is that Shailene Woodley is feeling for him, which is pretty much everything. I spent the first 30 minutes wishing his quirky prince routine would go away. When he actually left, I couldn’t believe he was gone. He was also fantastic in Jason Reitman’s Men, Women & Children, still the worst American film of 2014. This means that Elgort is doing apex work in other people’s nadirs.
Hong Chau in Inherent Vice
Wilson Webb/Warner Bros.
I know. When she pops out of a tiny sex-parlor door with a vagina painted on it, I got nervous, too: another Asian-girl erotic fantasy, another expository person of color. Hong turns her stock part inside out so all of her sex is played for a kind of comedy, with Valley girl omniscience. For the rest of the movie, she keeps popping — like firecrackers, like music, like gum. The movie is lyrical with actorly grace notes from famous performers. Hers is the one you want to Shazam.
Rose Byrne in Neighbors
Glen Wilson/Universal Pictures
No, she couldn’t keep up with Seth Rogen, who spends this smartly boundary-warping comedy in rare form. But she’s her own riot of wifely calculation and wistful insecurity. Byrne usually works with a flawlessly a-geographical American accent. Here she puts extra mustard on her native Australian tongue, so that not understanding what she’s saying is as funny as comprehending her. Her reactions to Rogen and Zac Efron and Dave Franco (both terrific, too) are as witty as what they instigate. But it’s a sequence during a frat-house blowout where she concocts a hookup when she’s at her best: basically, a thirtysomething woman remembering how much fun it was to pretend to be in Cruel Intentions.
John Lithgow and Alfred Molina in Love Is Strange
Writing about these two together disserves what each independently does. They play two New Yorkers who, after years together, finally marry, only to lose their apartment and live, temporarily, without each other. Lithgow plays a kind of sad, physical comedy. Molina, as the younger of the two, plays exasperation and regret. Their scenes apart outnumber their moments together. But it’s a testament to the hard, unromantic beauty of Ira Sachs’s movie and the bond in it forged between Lithgow and Molina that these two very different, emotionally intelligent performances share a single vibrant heart.
Rosario Dawson in Top Five
Ali Paige Goldstein
In the last two years, Dawson’s turned the corner from “huh?” to “aha!” You can tell because in Chris Rock’s movie, she’s playing one of the least plausible journalists, mothers, and girlfriends (and film critics), and yet she’s never been better. The happiness and fury that come off her feel real. What’s true of Byrne’s opposite in Neighbors goes for Dawson here. Not many of the jokes are hers. But she’s so far ahead of Rock emotionally that when she stands in an entryway and tearfully recites her favorite rappers, I wept too. It’s not that I never thought Dawson could do that (although maybe I didn’t). It’s that someone like Rock knew she could.
Agata Kulesza in Ida
Music Box Films
Officially, this Pawel Pawlikowski superb mini-opus is about a young nun in the 1960s who learns that she’s Jewish. But it’s the woman playing the nun’s drunk aunt — a former Stalinist prosecutor — who grabs you. Kulesza narrows her face and speaks her Polish like she’s serving gruel. But her dispassion masks tragedy and regret. This is one of the most remarkable dramatizations of high-functioning misery I’ve ever seen. Every time Kulesza takes a drag on a cigarette or a swig of alcohol, she realigns the gravitational pull of this movie.
Andrea Suarez Paz in Stand Clear of the Closing Doors
I went into Sam Fleischner’s film with the understanding that it was about an autistic kid who spends a couple of days and nights lost in the New York subway system. There was no way to know how completely the mother looking for him would wreck me. Suarez Paz doesn’t need you to like this woman (you do anyway); she gives the role rough, rueful edges — part wounded hen, part bloodhound. The stress in her performance swells. What else will she lose? Her job, her seemingly tenuous marriage, her mind? The movie came to art houses in the first half of the year and then went, but it’s hard to believe that anyone who caught it didn’t think, Who the hell played the mother? Andrea Suarez Paz, bitches. Stand clear!
Kristen Stewart in Still Alice
Sony Pictures Classics
Just a couple of weeks ago I went on and on about how Kristen Stewart has become a serious actor and what a deep listener she appears to be. The film I was writing about, Still Alice, is lousy, so I don’t want to belabor these points, although, for Stewart skeptics or so-called Twi-Hards, they bear repeating: The adult talent here is now inarguable. Her rhythms are thrillingly natural. You never know what she knows, where she’ll go, how she’ll interpret a line. It all gives her work a kind of suspense. It’s inconceivable how anyone can watch that movie, believe that Julianne Moore is astonishingly un-showy (she is!), and not feel the same about what Stewart does. But it happens. Hopefully, it’ll stop happening to her.
Riz Ahmed in Nightcrawler
Open Road FilmsThe same thinking about Stewart with regard to Moore should apply to Ahmed with regard to Jake Gyllenhaal, who wills himself far beyond being miscast. Compared to all the work Gyllenhaal is happy to show you he’s done, it probably looks as if Ahmed, playing Gyllenhaal’s “intern” Rick, got it too easy. But it’s the little things he does here that add up: the tics and stammering, the looks across to his increasingly insane costar. Ahmed is invested in Rick’s sad, unsavory backstory. He also owns that Rick is the moral compass nobody heeds — well, almost nobody. I’d follow this guy wherever he points.
Chadwick Boseman in Get on Up
We all need to go to jail right now. The crime? Forgetting — or failing to keep talking about — the power-plant performance this man gave. Boseman’s James Brown was some refraction of curdled childhood trauma and American-dream swagger. He’s so good here that the talking-to-the-camera works and the just-off-screen domestic violence adds complexity to his crass allure. Really, though, it’s the stage stuff where Boseman is at his mightiest. This is lip-syncing. It’s also a spiritual communion. The vocals are Brown’s, but Boseman is acting the stank in every single “heh” and “hit me.” He passes Brown’s cold sweat onto you.
Some Other Acting I Liked a Lot
- Ben Affleck, Carrie Coon, Kim Dickens, Tyler Perry, Rosamund Pike, and Missi Pyle in Gone Girl
- Mathieu Amalric in The Blue Room
- Jennifer Aniston and Adriana Barraza in Cake
- Richard Armitage in The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
- Dorothy Atkinson, Marion Bailey, Paul Jesson, Lesley Manville, and Timothy Spall in Mr. Turner
- Patricia Arquette, Ellar Coltrane, and Ethan Hawke in Boyhood
- Elizabeth Banks in The Hunger Games: Mockingjay — Part 1
- Jamie Bell, Charlotte Gainsbourg, and Uma Thurman in Nymphomaniac
- Jillian Bell in 22 Jump Street
- Andre Benjamin and Imogen Poots in Jimi: All Is by My Side
- Jeannie Berlin, Josh Brolin, Jena Malone, Jefferson Mays, Joaquin Phoenix, Martin Short, Serena Scott Thomas, Owen Wilson, and Reese Witherspoon in Inherent Vice
- Macon Blair in Blue Ruin
- Emily Blunt and Tom Cruise in Edge of Tomorrow
- Emily Blunt, James Corden, and Chris Pine in Into the Woods
- Joy Bryant, Michael Ealy, Regina Hall, and Kevin Hart in About Last Night
- Jessica Chastain, Viola Davis, Isabelle Huppert, William Hurt, James McAvoy, and Jess Weixler in The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby: Them
- Kim Bodnia in Rosewater
- Jessica Chastain, Colin Farrell, and Samantha Morton in Miss Julie
- Jessica Chastain and Oscar Isaac in A Most Violent Year
- Jessica Chastain, Matt Damon, Anne Hathaway, and Bill Irwin in Interstellar
- Paddy Considine, Joseph Gilgun, Jessica Gunning, George MacKay, Bill Nighy, Ben Schnetzer, Andrew Scott, Imelda Staunton, and Dominic West in Pride
- Bradley Cooper in American Sniper and Guardians of the Galaxy
- Kevin Costner in 3 Days to Kill
- Marion Cotillard in The Immigrant and Two Days, One Night
- Essie Davis and Noah Wiseman in The Babadook
- Zac Efron, Dave Franco, and Seth Rogen in Neighbors
- Paul Eenhoorn and Earl Lynn Nelson in Land Ho!
- Nelsan Ellis in Get on Up
- Chris Evans, Ko Ah-sung, Song Kang-ho, Alison Pill, and Tilda Swinton in Snowpiercer
- Carmen Ejogo, Colman Domingo, Andre Holland, Stephan James, Alessandro Nivola, David Oyelowo, and Oprah Winfrey in Selma
- Jessie Eisenberg in The Double and Night Moves
- Tina Fey in Muppets Most Wanted
- Ralph Fiennes in The Grand Budapest Hotel
- Zach Galifianakis, Michael Keaton, Edward Norton, Andrea Riseborough, Emma Stone, and Naomi Watts in Birdman
- Sarah Gadon and Jake Gyllenhaal in Enemy
- Bill Hader and Luke Wilson in The Skeleton Twins
- Tom Hardy and Matthias Schoenaerts in The Drop
- Scarlett Johansson in Lucy
- Angelina Jolie in Maleficent
- Peyman Moaadi in Camp X-Ray
- Maika Monroe and Dan Stevens in The Guest
- Julianne Moore in Still Alice
- Elisabeth Moss in Listen Up Philip
- Liam Neeson and Brian “Astro” Bradley in A Walk Among the Tombstones
- Liam Neeson in Non-Stop
- Robert Pattinson in The Rover
- Emmanuelle Seigner in Venus in Fur
- Andy Serkis and Toby Kebbell in Dawn of the Planet of the Apes
- Mark Ruffalo in Foxcatcher
- Marisa Tomei in Love Is Strange
- Reese Witherspoon and Laura Dern in Wild
Filed Under: Movies, 2014, 2014 Awards Season, chadwick boseman, Riz Ahmed, Kristen Stewart, Andrea Suarez Paz, Agata Kulesza, rosario dawson, John Lithgow, Alfred Molina, Rose Byrne, Hong Chau, Ansel Elgort, hilary swank, miles teller, Scarlett Johannson, Best of 2014