We may as well just light it up and acquiesce to the inevitable all-consuming blast.
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?
A child in peril remains the fetish du jour of AMPAS’s Short Films and Feature Animation Branch.
Of Fathers and Sons’s front-facing depiction of unambiguous evil seems the most likely to draw voters less than moved by the mere existence of the Notorious R.B.G.
After winning his second DGA award last night, there’s no reason to believe that Cuarón won’t complete the hat trick at the Oscars.
That Christian Bale packs it on and sheds it off with the change of seasons has become the essence of his thespian identity.
Said I to my fellow Oscar prognosticator last week, “If Emily Blunt wins the SAG, then I don’t think we should sweat this.”
Lady Gaga has had this Oscar in her hands since the A Star Is Born trailer dropped and launched a hundred memes.
As an old sage one said: If dog feces lands in the pathway of a Ford Galaxie moving toward the camera in agonizing near-slow motion, will it be squashed under tire?
Nominations for the 91st Academy Awards were announced today and The Favourite and Roma led the way.
How has Oscar royally screwed things up this year? Let us count the ways.
Hopefully the arguments against Capernaum from the more discerning jury members will be strong enough to keep Nadine Labaki’s film from taking the Palme d’Or.
The Band’s Visit, Angels in America, and Rodgers & Hammerstein’s Carousel snagged 11 nominations.
This is a complete list of our predicted winners at the 2018 Academy Awards with links to individual articles.
What the contents of Faye Dunaway’s envelope taught us is that best picture can’t just be the most safely, inoffensively well-liked film.
The tea leaves tell us that this is a more unpredictable Oscar race than most people are perhaps willing to admit.
Martin McDonagh very well may have had this one in the bag the moment Mildred first utters the word “culpable” to the priest in Three Billboards.
It’s easy to imagine AMPAS voters watching Icarus and collectively sighing with relief that it’s actually possible for Russia’s hubris to get its just deserts.
Surviving Operation Dynamo would have been a snap compared to having to write about both sound categories for many years in a row.
Baby Driver rolls up to the Oscar party as a serious threat in both sound categories, though perhaps less so in this category that tends to favor films that are also best picture nominees.
Sam Rockwell did more on the campaign trail to legitimize unlikely redemption than anything Martin McDonagh gave him to work with.