Manohla Dargis, one of the trio of good writers who are also film critics at the New York Times likes Old Joy.
There are roughly 90 viewing days left till Christmas. By that point most of the big studio movies will have opened for the consideration of the paying public and Academy Award voters, and untold numbers of words will have been spilled about the same handful of serviceable or perhaps even brilliant films of the sort that dominate the discourse every fall. Odds are that none of those contenders will capture the tenor of these difficult times with more sensitivity or greater attention to beauty than Kelly Reichardt
’s “Old Joy,”
a triumph of modesty and of seriousness that also happens to be one of the finest American films of the year.