Brazil (1985)

There is something about the quirkiness of Terry Gilliam's films that is not for me. I think to me it feels as though his movies really have no stakes. Like, they depict these terrible dystopias, but everyone is inured to how weird they are, so none of it really feels bad. No one is really in pain here. (That's not actually true, of course, but Gilliam doesn't dwell on the people in pain in his dystopias. His films are always about main characters who don't feel the pain staring in mute and unresponsive surprise at those who do feel it.) This film does boast a cool cast, including Ian Holm, Bob Hoskins, Ian Richardson, and especially Katherine Helmond, who is really really great. But it didn't matter. Brazil just isn't for me.