Both shows were joined in the Best Musical category by Beetlejuice, The Prom, and Tootsie.
The industry’s existential crisis has polluted this race so thoroughly that it feels eerily similar to the 2016 election cycle all over again.
After walking back almost all of its bad decisions ahead of this year’s Oscars, there’s no way AMPAS isn’t going to do the right thing here.
This season, Hollywood is invested in celebrating the films they love while dodging the cultural bullets coming at them from every angle.
For appealing to voters’ nostalgia for drunken karaoke nights of yore, one film has the upper hand here.
If it were biologically possible to do so, both Ed and I would happily switch places with A Quiet Place’s Emily Blunt.
Sometimes it’s important to just step back and pay your respects to a remarkable actress.
Sigh, can we just edit this whole Oscar season from our memories?
Honestly, we’re so gobsmacked by AMPAS’s skullduggery that we can’t even see what’s right in front of us.
Throwing questions of artistic merit out the window, opponents of a Rami Malek win have dutifully cast doubt on his ideological purity.
We’re well passed the halfway point in our Oscar prediction cycle and we’re struggling to sustain what little excitement we have for this enterprise.
Year in, year out, Oscar voters have tended to judge this category in favor of the film that least makes them feel embarrassed to support.
Dear AMPAS: It’s not too late to walk back your inexcusable decision to banish this and other technical categories to commercial breaks.
Going into this year’s nominations, cinephiles wished for three composers to make the cut in this category.
This awards season, Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse has proven to be the animated feature of choice for critics and guilds a like.
Mahershala Ali, still fresh off his prior win in this category, performs utter miracles with the role of jazz pianist Dr. Don Shirley.
There may be no jokes in Weekends, but it certainly doesn’t lack for virtuosity.
By the end of Period. End of Sentence., woman after woman muses that she’s actually the stronger sex, and who in the Academy would dare argue otherwise?