Monday, February 28, 2011

Oscar rundown

Some very random thoughts on last night's ceremony:

-Melissa Leo's f-bomb was a delight.

-Though Patton Oswalt offered a steady stream of wit and snark via Twitter, our favorite tweet came from HuffPo's Jason Linkins: "If Anne Hathaway gets to sing, then surely James Franco should be allowed to smoke weed and give a lecture on Renaissance poetry."

-We're pretty sure Franco had executed at least one of those items before and during the ceremony.

-We're also pretty sure that if we were MCing an event with billions of eyes on us, we'd want to be on something, too.

-Pleased were we to see Joseph Strick honored during the In Memoriam segment. He will be missed, but his films remain available on Jaman.

-When Jeff Bridges talked about each of the Best Actress nominees and their films (and Sandra Bullock did the same for the Best Actor nominees), I kept wondering if they had been ordered to watch all five nominated performances and make notes. "You will be graded."

-Tom Hooper's right - he owes his Oscar to Firth and Rush.

-For a year that offered an in arguably fine lineup of TEN Best Picture nominees, it does feel like the least interesting of them took the award. Yeah, I enjoyed THE KING'S SPEECH, and yet I felt like its big moments ("I HAVE A VOICE!") were telegraphed and artificial. Aaron Sorkin's writerly tropes are bluntly apparent to any who've been following his work, but one doesn't mind such things when in the throes of such effusive and clever prose.

-Sorkin's speech was lovely and gracious, by the way.

It's easy to quarterback this stuff the next morning. Film remains that most democratic of art forms, and an event that plays in front of billions of eyes around the world will never please everyone. Problematic as the ceremony usually is (and as cynical as one/I can often get about whether or not it really means anything), each time it offers enough moments to remind us that the movies do, indeed, matter.

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