The common refrain this season has been one of despair, of theatrical death by dearth.
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?
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.