Stop right where you are, already you’ve gone too far

Last week, I responded to a post at the In Contention blog celebrating the best picks the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences made at their annual awards ceremony with my own version of the exercise. Certainly, we all knew that a follow up was inevitable, especially since, as much fun as it is to recall moment when the Oscar ceremony made you beam with satisfaction, it’s even more fun to rail against the misbegotten moments. So here’s the opposite of what we did last week: the worst selections made by the Academy during the 00s. Worst Best Picture: … Continue reading Stop right where you are, already you’ve gone too far

Howard and Williams, Kazan, Mamet, Penn, Weber

The Missouri Breaks (Arthur Penn, 1976). The film has Marlon Brando at the very beginning of his anything goes, deliberate insanity phase, and Jack Nicholson still wrapped in the energy of his wild genius phase (this film arrived in theaters almost exactly six months after One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, and just a couple months after he won his first Oscar). It’s a revisionist western, a style and genre that Arthur Penn had done quite well with a few years earlier. All this makes it equal parts surprising and sad to report that the resulting film is drab. The … Continue reading Howard and Williams, Kazan, Mamet, Penn, Weber

If I were a rich man with a million or two, I’d live in a penthouse in a room with a view

The Oscar season is just starting to heat up. I’ve been fairly silent on the subject, but I’ve been consuming the news hungrily, poring over multiple online sources to get the latest on hosts, nominee counts, and the ever-shifting dynamics of what’s up or down, hot or cold, in or out. Earlier today, one of my my favorite digital stopovers posted an article looking back at the worthiest Academy Award winners of the past ten years. As I think I’ve established, I find this sort of thing absolutely irresistable, and, after all, I’m a little preoccupied with considered the cinematic … Continue reading If I were a rich man with a million or two, I’d live in a penthouse in a room with a view