Entertainment Souffle
First, allow me to pass on a link that I've been shamed into posting: Instant Karma. (Thank Stiggie for this one). Now, to make up for introducing you to that monstrosity of carnage, check out this existential link for a soothing rejoinder to the reality of your odd life as a primate: Modern Living. Finally, here are two internet based commercials for your enjoyment: I. Car, II Beer.
Great. Where was I? Oh yes. I finally got around to seeing all of the nominees for Best Picture. Like you really care… here is my mini-blog rundown:
Sideways. Easily the densest, most layered and intelligent film of the year. Of all the films nominated this year for Best Picture, this movie gives itself entirely over to the characters and the story (as opposed to the personalities of the actors or the stylistic imperatives of the director). This is a huge film masquerading as a low-budget buddy flick.
Finding Neverland. The only other film on the list (besides Sideways) that actually deserves the award. Unassuming and surprisingly humble, it is utterly seamless in conveying its central themes. The respect it has for artistry, along with it's unapologetic celebration of artistic manipulation, will surely backfire and drive audiences and Academy voters away. Spectacular implosions of huge personalities are inevitably more appealing to watch than subtle displays of beauty.
Million Dollar Baby. Stylistically predictable, given Eastwood's penchant for broody and quiet reflections on aging. Personally, I think that having Morgan Freeman deliver voiceover narration is, frankly, tantamount to cheating (without it, Shawshank Redemption probably would have been unwatchable). It's a tight movie, but too sluggish and geriatric to deserve timeless honors and endless accolades. I wouldn't be disappointed if Hillary Swank gets another Oscar for this one.
Ray. Superbly acted and adroitly directed. The only real shortfall was that it was so thematically limited for such an epically long movie. Mostly, one walks away thinking, "Jamie Foxx was really convincing as Ray Charles"…and little else. Much of the spiritual backbone of the film comes from Ray's music; it's like an essay that's really good because it's filled with great quotations. Surprisingly good work from Sharon Warren as Ray's mother.
The Aviator. Total shit. A complete waste of time.
My prediction for the film that will walk away with the Best Picture Oscar: The Aviator.


