If you programmed an algorithm to figure out how Lawnmower Man might be retold by Snake Plissken at the end of Escape from L.A., you’d still wind up with something more human.
Conventional wisdom says this film would surely have the sound categories in the bag.
The first wave of guilds—directors, producers, and actors—all supplicated down on their knees for The King’s Speech.
What rankles me the most is the received wisdom that somehow Flags of Our Fathers has too broad of a canvas for Eastwood and thus is outside his particular wheelhouse.