• Best Films of 2012 
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Atlas Shrugged movie  | Imagine a parallel-world Top 10 movies list: Dreams From My Real Father, 2016: Obama's America, Atlas Shrugged Part 2, October Baby, etc.—a challenge to the morally easy, left-leaning cinema in the era of the "gun-grabbin' Muslin usurper." Luckily, 2012 gave us two epics about the richness of cinema-making: both digital (Life of Pi) and analog (the uncanny, gorgeous Holy Motors).  

• Run for covers 
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[Rock band] Rush is unsexy and Ayn Randian.  

• Why I liked J Church 
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On the death of punk musician Lance Hahn.
[Hahn] was able to take small-scale personal observations and work them into songs that challenged every kind of convention. No target was too close to home, or too abstract. "Ayn Rand is Dead" is a brilliant rebukeof Individualist ideologues.  

• This week’s revivals 
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Scarface (1983). After years of market research, and repeated instances of being caught with their pants down, the powers that be cooked up a counterculture that expressed every value they cherished, while at the same time seeming edgy and urban. It was consumerist. It was selfish. It was, best of all, violent. Thus, on any city bus, legions of young "rebels" covered in more rhinestone-studded dollar signs that Ayn Rand wore on her underdrawers.  

•Sun total 
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Profile of Silicon Valley entrepreneur T.J. Rodgers.
People like Rodgers, asserted [Whole Foods CEO John] Mackey, [...] were mistaken if they believed [making profits] was business' only purpose. [Rodgers retorts:] "Mackey has no argument; he has no debate. What I said is making profit is the moral imperative. The fact that the son of a bitch would say that ... nobody ever said—Milton Friedman, Ayn Rand [another Rodgers idol] or T.J. Rodgers—that business only exists to make profits."  

•This week’s revivals 
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Gilda/Laura (1946/1944) [....] Gay people cherish Gilda for its double-jointed romance and for Hayworth's flamboyance. [....] Let's take the minority view and say the film is latently heterosexual. Farrell's awe of Ballin may not be a lover's passion but perhaps an Ayn Rand-like swoon over the power of capitalism.