If you laid some money down on this year’s Academy Award presentations you had to walk away with most of the cash in the betting pool… assuming your ballot was based on what was written here.
To begin with there was Robert Downey Jr., Emma Stone,
Cillian Murphy, Oppenheimer, and Poor Things, followed by the
skunking of Scorsese’s ode to a partial history of the Osage Indians in
Oklahoma’s early 20th century (Killers of the Flower Moon), and
the Leonard Bernstein flick, Maestro.
One-trophy winners from the ultra-popular (and successful) Barbie,
The Holdovers, and American Fiction validated the under-achieving
mentions they were given in this space over the past several weeks.
Finally, it must be conceded that Zone of Interest
far exceeded my expectations with a win for best sound and “Best International
Feature Film.” Honest, it wasn’t… no matter what my granddaughter Greer has to
say to the contrary.
The Academy show, hosted by Jimmy Kimmel, was good, not too
long, and Ryan Gosling all but stole the show with his Ken bit from Barbie.
I could go on, but there is an empty suitcase that needs to be packed for
tomorrow’s trip to the Big Apple and a few Broadway shows about which I have
yet to get excited.
More on all of that to come once I return to the balmy
breezes of my warm island.
Barney Rosenzweig
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