Never one to let a complete lack of knowledge and
experience slow me down, I would like to offer up my assessments of tonight’s
Oscar races, based solely on hearsay and fabrication, which should give you some
idea of why I never went into the practice of law.
Here we go:
Several times now, I’ve driven by the theater where Amour is playing and based on the empty parking lot, I’m giving this one less than
half a percent chance of winning Best Picture. I heard this movie is
super depressing so I’m guessing it's only been nominated because the Academy feels guilty for wishing they could have nominated Avengers. This is their cinematic penance for secretly loving when Hulk smash things.
I heard a review of Argo and 10 minutes of a
Ben Affleck interview with Terry Gross on NPR, so I feel pretty solid with my assessment of the picture. Terry Gross and the NPR
critic both seemed close to wetting themselves in enthusiasm over this movie, so I think it's got a really got shot at winning. Plus, Affleck gave Alan Arkin a role in a movie, and should win based on that alone.
I know nothing about Beasts of the Southern Wild aside
from the fact that the title makes me think of The Lion King, although I am 100
percent certain it does not feature a humorous performance by Nathan Lane. The
art house theater where this movie played had a very full parking lot during
its run, so I’m thinking it will finish well ahead of Amour in the
voting. There was, however, a new restaurant that opened next to the theater
during the run, so I may be giving it too much credit.
I so wanted Django Unchained to be about legendary jazz
guitarist Django Reinhardt turning into a giant King Kong-like monster who gets
accidentally unchained and let loose on Bonnaroo. It is not about this at all
apparently. I do look forward to seeing it and being equal parts entertained
and horrified as I am with any Quentin Tarantino movie. But I don't think he'll pull out the win tonight. Maybe if he'd listened to my original idea...
You should know this about me and Les Miserables. I love the book – I’ve read the unabridged version
twice and cried each time at Jean Valjean’s demise (sorry, spoilers). I’ve seen
the stage version twice in Detroit, once in New York and once in London. Loved them
all, so you can imagine how excited I was to see the movie version, directed by
the man who helmed another favorite of mine, The King’s Speech. So I settled
into my seat a few weeks ago, popcorn in hand, ready to be dazzled – and of
course, I hated it with a fiery passion. Hugh Jackman was a terrible,
whiny, Lifetime Channel version of Jean Valjean and I wanted Anne Hathaway’s
Fantine to die before she even opened her mouth. Even the production quality
was terrible – why was every extra made up to look like they’d wandered off the
set of The Walking Dead? (Poverty makes you poor; it doesn't give you leprosy.) And why was Sacha Baron Cohen the only actor to French it
up with his accent? Shouldn’t they all have gotten on the same page with that
one before production started? As someone who has seen Manos: The Hands of Fate
multiple times, I have sat through (and exited) worse movies but few
have been as disappointing to me as this one.
That said, I’m putting my money on it to win Best Picture
because in my heart, I know this is Shakespeare in Love versus Saving Private
Ryan all over again.
My husband owned a paperback of Life of Pi but lost it in
a move before either of us had a chance to read it. Based on the commercials,
though, it looks pretty cool. How is the guy in the boat going to feed that tiger?
How?? I am intrigued but obviously not enough to go to the trouble of seeing
it. I give this low odds of Best Picture success.
Wow, did I want to see Lincoln but I chose Les Miz that
day instead. I read the book upon which Lincoln is based, though, and can say with absolute certaintly that it should win the Oscar for Best Writing of a Book That Spielberg
Will Totally Want To Turn Into a Movie. Seriously, if you haven’t read Team of
Rivals and if you have even modest interest in government and the Civil War, go
read this book. Right now. And then let me know if you end up having just the
slightest crush on William Seward, Lincoln’s secretary of state, or if that’s
just a weird thing I’ll have to cope with on my own. As great as the book is, I
don’t think Lincoln will win Best Picture because I have a feeling Hollywood is
all like, “Yeah, Spielberg, we know you’re great. Just shut up about it
already.” I hope I’m wrong though.
Everyone I know who has seen Silver Linings Playbook says
this is an amazing movie, and I’m willing to believe those high marks despite
the presence of Bradley Cooper, who has baffled me in his popularity since the
first days of Alias. I’d love to see a movie like this take the big trophy
home, if only to reward what sounds like a pretty original idea.
I keep getting Zero Dark Thirty confused with the new
Anthony Edwards/X-Files rip-off on ABC that likely will be canceled by the time I finish this sentence. (No? Maybe tomorrow.) My husband was supposed
to go see Zero Dark Thirty but it never plays during nap time so he couldn't go and now I don’t have a
reliable opinion on this entry. I heard
it was fairly brutal, possibly inaccurate, has enraged at least one Navy SEAL
and features an actress who has been contracted to play the lead in apparently
every Hollywood movie made from here on out. All of which makes it too
controversial, I think, to win the big enchilada.
So there it is. I predict Les Miz as Best Picture and also
predict that Seth McFarlane will make penis jokes. I’m only going for sure
things here…
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