Richard Linklater’s “Boyhood” is easily the most acclaimed film of the year. Audiences loved it, laughing, crying, and getting wrapped up in the general nostalgia that is basically built into the film’s form and structure. Critics and cinephiles have rarely been so in agreement regarding which film to put atop their end-of-the-year top ten lists. It’s an experimental passion project over twelve years in the making by a beloved but somewhat underrated American master. It’s been cleaning up during this awards season, just been nominated for six Academy Awards, and is the clear front-runner for Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Supporting Actress.
After all that, how come I still can’t seem to really get behind it? More