The first Now You See Me movie was, for a chunk of its run time, a fun romp, with its thrill cut short by just a dickens of a bad ending, its twisting who-done-it plot leading only to empty air, deflating everything fun about the movie that had come before. In most movies, I'm much more worried about the journey than the destination, but a good heist needs a solid prestige at the end, and this one made the mistake of laying down its cards to reveal it was bluffing the whole way along. I won't ruin it for you, but-

Okay, yes, I will. That movie is garbage. You're better off.

35. Everybody Wants To Love You – Japanese Breakfast

Michelle Zauner, former frontwoman for Philly lo-fi punk rockers Little Big League, moved back home to Oregon to be with her Korean mother as she slowly succumbed to cancer. After she passed, Zauner spent time shining up her formerly raw releases into shinier pop tunes, and released them under the name Japanese Breakfast. 

The album's a thousand different expressions of the things zipping through Zauner's head, and "Everybody Wants To Love You" launches in with a raw strum of electric guitar and distant firecrackers before exploding into dreamy keyboards and ethereal vocals, a punchy soft-punk anthem about seduction and marriage that floors its way through verses and choruses and a guitar solo before crashing to a finish two minutes and twelve seconds in. Zauner is capable of accomplishing a hell of a lot in not a lot of time.

Where I Found It: Andy Greenwald's Best of 2016 List

This is the movie I kept encouraging people to go out and see. Not because it's good, because it is decidedly not good. It is impressively not good. It is in fact so bad it seems like at several points decisions were made with the specific intention of being terrible. And that's what makes it so fascinating.

It seemed so fun on paper: Matt Damon, back playing the titular hero again after a nine-year layoff, Paul Greengrass again behind the camera, and after such a long break, surely a new world of stories to tell. Plus, throwing in pros like Tommy Lee Jones and Alicia Vikander as new agents to hunt down Bourne seemed exactly the sort of shot-in-the-arm a rebooting franchise wants (when you're doing a movie about tracking someone down, getting the guy who tracked down Harrison Ford in The Fugitive seems the absolute best choice). But, as we keep finding out from these Netflix reunions: sometimes the idea of getting the whole band back together is a lot more fun than the execution.

Ugh.