2007 / Joe Wright > A couple of things in which Atonement surpasses almost every film this year: Dario Marianelli’s glowing score that anchors itself around the effectively used typewriter clicks, and Seamus McGarvey’s magnificent cinematography, including a three minute long shot that captures the beauty and despair of the evacuation of Dunkirk during World War II. Also memorable is the simmering performance by 12-year-old newcomer Saoirse Ronan (now nominated for an Oscar) as a character of genuine human fault whose covetous nature sets the wheels of the story into motion. But it’s ultimately too hard to digest. The prettiness aside, there’s something incalculably dishonest about how the film interacts with the viewer, manipulating our emotions to prove a point that renders itself ineffective soon after. You can’t particularly blame anyone, since it’s based on Ian McEwan’s novel, so it becomes an issue of unlucky circumstance. Wright, nonetheless, should be commended for such an exacting, exciting effort.