So it seems like, as an outside observer for the first time in years, the Oscars -- in terms of the actual awards -- were more predictable than usual. As far as the major awards go, I think the only win I heard described as an "upset" as I flipped through the morning programs -- was Best Actor, but I think that was a stretch. For one, Sean Penn was certainly considered the #2; for another, as much as everybody loves a comeback
a) nobody really wanted to see Mickey Rourke potentially slur his way through a bleeped-up speech, and
b) as touching as what he did on screen and in the ring might have been, awarding Mickey Rourke for this performance would be sort of like giving Tom Cruise the Oscar if he accepts the role in the screenplay I'm writing Scientologists Who Are Dogged By Gay Rumors, Marry a Younger TV Star, and Acts Weird on Oprah.
On the other hand, as PunkAndy noted as he was as surprised as I was by Sean Penn in Milk
Harvey Milk = Likeable Activist
Sean Penn = Hasn't Been Likable On or Offscreen since he played Jeff Spicoli, especially when he was an Activist
Sean Penn as Harvey Milk in Milk = Likeable
Voila, folks, that's acting. Or at least as identifiable by the Academy. It's not as safe a bet as playing retarded or a Holocaust movie, but the Academy does like to be reminded, as simply as possible, that you are acting. (Note the Slumdog Millionaire sweep with no actual acting nods; if more people knew that Dev Patel was a middle class English kid, he may have had more of a chance at, at least, a nomination.)
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So overall, as somebody who watched all five films Saturday but didn't get out to a lot of movies this year, I can't tell you if the best movie of 2008 won. And Slumdog was certainly deserving, and pretty obvious going in if you follow the hype...which is wrong as often as it was right.
But I can't think of a year where the nominated movies, as films, were more evenly matched. There were things to love, admire, and, actually not like, about all five. But if any of the five had beaten the others, I don't think it would have been too upsetting.*
What I'm saying here, I'm glad I had an awesome weekend AND saw each of those movies and got some sleep, rather than having any less fun, missed one of those movies, and watched the actual ceremony.
* Though honestly, though Winslet acted the FUCK out of her role in The Reader-- and not in a showy, "Give Me An Award" sorta way and deserved the win AND its underage nudity was tasteful and only made you feel SLIGHTLY dirty for any enjoyment you may have obtained from it AND that even when the clothes were on, it wasn't nearly so much "the boring one" of the day that I thought it was going to be, the entire plot hinges on comparative morality that is so preposterous that I can really see why reactions to it were critically mixed. Though I didn't read a lot of reviews for it, I am certain that critics were mixed about it for that reason. I will not spoil it for you, though it is obvious when viewing the movie. Let's just say that all of the drama for about a third of it depends Winslet's now grown young lover realizing that Hannah is X while she's on trial for Y and that if she's fully responsible for Y, she can't be X, but she's so ashamed of being X, she'll admit to doing Y. But on any scale of shame, Y > X nearly exponentially, so Hannah keeping it a secret and the whole plot hinging on it is ridiculous. Such things work in a "modern fairy tale Slumdog Millionaire" sorta way, but not in a movie with a tone like The Reader. But everything that came before or after that was beautiful and I bet it's a hell of a book.
And since it's the only one I haven't mentioned, Frost/Nixonwas also much better than expected, and though if Frank Langella would have won it would have been an upset, it shouldn't have been because he totally deserved it. His Nixon, though certainly an impression, was much, much more and his reactions in close-up were lessons in "reacting as acting"; he was brilliant. And as far as 2008 Oscar nominated villains go, I'd take 8 Jokers over one Nixon any day. And not just because the Joker's hot; despite his unhinged insanity, at least you knew what you got. Nixon scares the crap out of me because, somehow, even those who hated him, often couldn't help but shake his hand. That's scary.
Oops, I didn't write about Benjamin Buttoneither. Yes, it was long... except it's also very entertaining during its many, many minutes. Yes, you can make parallels between it and Forrest Gump... except even at its most twee, Button is never schlocky box of chocolates... or at least not that I noticed. What I'm saying is that it manages to give you some speeches about life, death, and the world we live in and may make you think in a blockbustery sorta way but it's not going to inspire a bunch of t-shirt slogans or posters or Bubba Gump restaurants.
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