*Nerd alert* Ed Wood was a Jr., so Uwe would have to be the 

I for myself guess, Boll could be happy if at least one of his @#%$ Junk-Films were as good as the major works of Ed Wood jr. (Shame over me, I should've remembered it).

Once I read somewhere at the web: "Uwe Boll, Germany's revenge for two lost World Wars". We're not that unforgiving! 

And: It's really amazing that I managed to see so many new films as I felt like having no money and time during the whole year. The evil Cinemas took it away! And as I know you're in a comparable situation (with less time), it's certainly understandable and enforced that you couldn't catch more in the theaters. 

Will you post the few films you liked?

Just a few notes on the best Cinema-Experiences:
They all took place in Autumn. First, there was the 70mm-Festival in Karlsruhe which gave me the opportunity to see "Ben Hur" on a giant screen in perfect sharpness, bombastic sound and the full aspect ratio (the colours of the print were faded out mostly but we just forgot about that...). I already loved the film before but this time, it was so intense that I cried several times and my breath sometimes stopped. I'll never forget that my whole life, especially because the film has had (and still has!) a certain importance to me. A few hours later, I saw Kubrick's "2001: A Space Odyssey" for the very first time, also on that same screen and breathtakingly sharp. It didn't made me cry but you can probably imagine how much somebody has to be affected by this film if seeing it that way for the first time. This led to a new interest in Kubrick and my intoxicating discovery of "Eyes wide shut" two days later (Thanks so much, A!) took place at the same period when I discovered Douglas Sirk which became one of my favourite Directors in the meantime and earned as much respect from me as no commercial filmmaker did since a long. The Truth remains true, even if it's wearing Kitsch (and does the Kitsch remain Kitsch if there's an existential truth behind it? And isn't the Truth available for everyone if it's wearing Kitsch?). Three weeks later, I travelled to Vienna with two friends. What a beautiful and imposing town. But everything was excelled by my greatest and most impressive cinematic experience of the whole year: A screening of Dario Argento's "Suspiria", one of my all-time favourite films. The cinema was old and charming, the 35mm-print was all-new (!!!) and though this was the 8th time I saw the film, it felt like seeing it for the very first time. Those blazing colours, those incredible forms, the many symbolic details that just got lost on every DVD, just the whole, unique and undescribable spiritual and complex film. Matalo Matango and me were just stoned by that overwhelming experience for hours, days and weeks. Since the visuals didn't overwhelmed me too much when I watched it on DVD the last time, what else could happen while watching it on a big screen in full Technicolor-Glory? Nevertheless, the film grew on a new, unknown level again. It grows and grows and grows. That's what masterpieces should be like.

And a few notes on "surprises": The best things happened when I spontaneously decided to visit at Night Screening at 2:00 in the morning. For the first time, I really got into a David Fincher-Film ("Zodiac"), I saw the first new Hollywood-Film that electrified me totally from head to toe and got an awed "masterpiece" out of my mouth ("The Assassination of Jesse James...") and I learned how to love campy russian Mainstream-Cinema ("Day Watch"). Those spontaneous Night Screenings brought me more joy and surprises than every regular cinema visit this year (and I weren't drunk during any of them!;-). Though I still despise Hollywood predominantly, it surprised me most often and mostly positive in 2007. The most funny screening I attended probably took place at the cinema where I'm working as a projectionist. Watching the German b/w-Trash-Flick "Horrors of the Spider Island" (or, to translate the original title: "A Corpse in the Web") together with A and Matalo Matango caused us tears of laughter. Unintentional humour at its best and most bizarre. This film is so well-behaved and innocent that it's just impossible to take it serious (as a Horror or Adventure Movie).