Not sure there’s much more to say here than I did two years back ago when I called this for Heath Ledger in The Dark Knight except that this is probably one of two categories where The King’s Speech most deserves to win.
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.
Steeped in the lyrical fatalism of that last great decade for the western, the ‘70s, Andrew Dominik’s film owes a debt to myriad spiritual ancestors.
28 Weeks Later rolls in like a poisonous dust cloud of nihilism.