2013 was a grim year to be watching movies. Maybe not in terms of box office grosses or in the output of quality films, but with subject matter, we’ve all been in a morbid mood for the past 12 months. Thanks to 2013, the “apocalypse comedy” is an officially sanctioned genre. This is the End, The World’s End and Rapture-Palooza all milked the end times (and the idea of everyone you’ve ever known and loved suffering a horrific death) for a few yuks. Likewise, the usual crop of award-winners this year is overrun with heroes struggling to overcome their own imminent demise. Where before we might have had an Argo or a Life of Pi in the mix, 2013 brought 12 Years a Slave, Gravity, Dallas Buyer’s Club, Fruitvale Station and Captain Phillips to the table. Yet in looking at a film specifically through the lens of death can shed new light on something we’ve all analyzed a thousand times over by now. 12 Years a Slave, despite being a step-by-step guide to mutilating an audience’s emotions, has relatively little on-screen killing. The ABCs of Death 2 has, unsurprisingly, a huge amount. The 13 deaths that follow are the year’s best, representing all the many emotions a cinematic demise can produce- grief, disgust, laughter, and even a little cathartic whooping here and there. And keep in mind that “best death” doesn’t necessarily mean “best film,” so the quality of movies may vary. It goes without saying, but spoilers ahead.