The Academy Awards will be televised later than normal this year, so that the world can pay tribute to Adam Rippon making that money and earning another check at the Olympics. Normally this delay would spark even more angst than usual about how the awards season perennially makes the Oscars yesterday's news before they've even had a chance to weigh in with their nominations, but we aren't despairing. The main reason for that is we're still enjoying the opportunity to accurately gauge AMPAS's overdue transition from old-guard to new-guard voters. If Moonlight's thrilling upset victory over La La Land two minutes after the best picture prize was incorrectly called for the latter left everyone's heads spinning, we still don't know how sweeping the Academy's membership truly is or how far-reaching its effects will be. Nor does anyone else. Behold the gazillion nominations it took to make the Broadcast Film Critics Association—i.e., the only professional Oscar prognosticators who've managed to dupe the world into believing they're actually an awards group—feel as though they could sleep at night. Until proven otherwise, we see no reason not to be optimistic about the Grand Pooh-Bah of film prizes' potential for further underdog surprises.