To hear everyone tell it, it’s all still going to boil down to a grudge match between Contender #1 and Contender #2, the same as it usually is.
In a career full of quiet, unassuming animated yarns, Kiki’s Delivery Service may be one of the quietest.
Gee, you think producer Adam Shankman is hedging his bets on his precious Oscarcast (based on the song “Push It” by Salt-N-Pepa) turning into ladies’ night?
The sound category that more often rewards nuance probably deserves a little bit more consideration than I gave to sound editing a few days ago.
Kurt Russell straddles the line between boy and man nicely in his energetic performance at the center of Elvis.
Of the two sound categories, this is the one that favors artificially invented environments and sonic fabrications.
Don’t let the results of the WGA sway you too much. Quentin Tarantino, as a non-Guild member, was no more eligible for one of their awards than he is likely to be invited to spit punany poetry on a split bill with Maya Angelou.
Why beat around the beard? By this point, everyone is forecasting grizzled vet Jeff Bridges to join Christopher Waltz and Mo’Nique in a trifecta of functionally preordained acting wins.
Both screenplay categories now boast showdowns between no less than four best picture nominees.
Most of the tracks on this compilation make a solid case for the band’s feel-good music harboring some serious feel-bad impulses.
The Crazies is a tense, visceral, politically aware cult classic.
By the grace of five extra Best Picture nominations, Pixar finally managed to land itself a slot in the main drag.
The big story here is Adam Shankman’s apparently Board of Directors-blessed mission to make over the Oscarcast.
How do you solve a problem like Avatar? How do you hold a fluorescent, floating anemone in your hand?
If you haven’t already, set 10 minutes aside to savor Pictures at a Revolution author Mark Harris’s latest unfailingly insightful demythologizing of the Oscar game.
I atone and once again predict the movie that most liberally cakes it on to win.
The director category is starting to feel like an anniversary party we’re not sure we want to go to anymore.
We’ve said it before and we’re going to say it again.
Stanley Tucci’s two high-profile performances should have equaled one easy nomination.
The gift of time and perspective has added a few kinks to what seems a mostly pedestrian experience.