There’s a growing tradition of actors getting out ahead of a film they think is gonna be a turkey, to let us know they know it’s not great, as if that absolves their taking the pay-check in the first place. (There’s a smaller tradition of directors tanking their own films the week of release; that’s a blog for another day.)
But if there’s one true thing we’ve learned at Letterboxd, it’s that somebody, somewhere, likes your movie. Call it ‘comfort viewing’, call it a ‘guilty pleasure’. Call it an ugly duckling, a hidden darling, a viewer’s pet. It’s a film that’s not brilliant, it’s not even great, it’s a problematic favorite but you love to love it, and it needs a name. As of leap year 2020, this type of movie will henceforth be known as a Goode Film.