A Quiet Passion currently leads Worst Film of 2017 rankings!

This film quickly moved to the top immediately after release.   The current three worst films of 2017 are:

1. A Quiet Passion--The film opens with a vision of 1840's Mt Holyoke College as an opt-out nunnery and then continues to get less and less accurate but equally as boring.   I believe the only research any one did for this Emily Dickinson biopic was to see a high school production of The Belle of Amherst.  Which is a shame because if there ever was a time when the world could use to be (re)introduced to one of the great philosophical wordsmiths, it's when we have President Trump who can't talk.  Dickinson was a beautiful voice from the utopian spirit of the middle 19th century--but that's not what we get here.   We get Cynthia Nixon imitating electro-shock therapy (I think she watched Nicholson in Cuckoo's Nest as preparation?), caught between the very sacrificial anodes of abolitionism and atheism.   When Dickinson wrote "I am a nobody," one of the last things on her mind was children's doggerel.   And when she wrote "Because I could not wait for death," she wasn't standing in funeral procession traffic.   Don't degrade her art and intellect by implying these things.  Wow, did THIS film miss the mark.   Painful.  The cast and crew should all be embarrassed.
2. Wilson--good news; word got out about how bad this film was, and no one went.   It bombed.  The New York Times review of Wilson ended with the sentence "the best you can manage is to feel sorry for it."   Indeed.   None of the actors have lines that coincide with their roles.   Woody Harrelson and Laura Dern in particular.   One moment they're cute as pets, and the next moment their beating the shit out of family members and strangers.  Who wrote this crap?
3. Personal Shopper--this is in the category of a film that's so generally bad that it never gets anywhere near being good.   One friend commented "perhaps if there was more shopping the film might have been better."   Good point--a few of the expensive outfits were attractive.   But how does that fit with the stalker murder mystery that might be an occult visitation story line?   Or is this just intended to be a how-to film for buyers of deserted homes around Paris?   Or maybe the goal of the film was to capture the absolute longest single-shot exposure to a text message exchange in cinematic history?   "Are you scared?  "I'm scared."   Please, I don't know who Kristen Stewart is but films like this won't help her career (the biggest budget item in the film was the cost of replacing dropped drinking glasses).   She should consider something with professional directors and screenwriters.   Great moped, and the black dress was handsome.  But certainly not anywhere near sufficient to make Lewis come back from the dead.