Following my previous post's patented rant about not enough movies being about dinosaurs and robots (I am still holding onto the idea that Transformers 3 will be saved by the introduction of the DinoBots), we come to the nitty-gritty end of the Oscars and pick the winners of the “big” awards; the ones that water-cooler conversations revolve around. Except for the water cooler conversation at my workplace, which usually goes, “Why does this water taste like urine?” while I fight the urge to tell people how I managed to pee in the water cooler without spilling any.
And the nominees for Best Director are:
Black Swan - Darren Aronofsky
The Fighter - David O. Russell
The King's Speech - Tom Hooper
The Social Network - David Fincher
True Grit - Joel Coen and Ethan Coen
I am always interested in upcoming films and who has been given the job of directing them, but I honestly don’t really know what the director actually does other than decide where to stick the camera. I’m sure if Steven Spielberg is reading this, he’ll let me know in the comments section.
Todd the Psychic Dinosaur reckons Dazza Aronofsky is going to win, but I think Todd just likes the name “Aronofsky”. I can’t blame him for that; it is pretty fucking fun. And for that reason alone, I’m agreeing with my green, plastic friend.
Best Picture movies are always sketchy. If you ask someone what their favourite movie is, they’ll give you a list of flicks they love, but won’t be able to name just one as their ultimate champion. My list includes Point Break, Scary Movie 4 and a Pilates DVD that I got for free in the mail.
This year, the contenders for Best Movie Ever are:
The Kids Are All Right
The King's Speech
The Social Network
Toy Story 3
Todd is going out on a psychic limb and saying that The King’s Speech is going to take home top honours, while I’m pinning my hopes on the only movie out of that list that I’ve actually seen – Toy Story 3. If a bunch of animated action figures can make me cry, they deserve as many golden statues as they can handle. And I didn’t really cry, the cinema was full of pollen, and I was cutting onions and I had something in my eye.
I’d like to thank the Academy and my parents and God and my agent and it’s just an honour to be nominated.