My 2022/2023 Oscar Picks Versus Your Academy Award Oscar Picks
It’s not a fair fight, yet here are my two cents
Roaring Rivers
Torrents, currents, and ripples by Christyl Rivers
Who will get slapped? Who will talk too long?
As for the Academy Awards themselves, I have not watched them in years. Do you? If so, why? Or, why not?
It’s fun to see what people are wearing, and who people are slapping.
Bread and snarkiness.
Perhaps this is a perverse pleasure of gallows-style humor in knowing we all are so vulnerable to comedy, tragedy, and sparkling humanity gowns and tuxedos while the world burns.
Avatar is different that regular Ta’r
I’m not fair at all.
I haven’t seen the second Avatar movie. That said, I will judge it as better than Ta’r, which I have seen and couldn’t bring myself to love. Maybe I was too tired, that was a farm day.
Cate Blanchett’s performance was exquisite, and I love classical music, yet somehow this unnerving surveillance of a groomer’s portrayal left me wishing for more of a 1980s Elton John-style presentation of melodrama and musical madness.
Everything, Everywhere too much at once
I found Everything funny. Amusing. I found it creative, and at parts very original, and yet it was just TOO MUCH. Except for the part with the head chef Raccooni, I found that it was tedious. It has far too many martial arts and fight scenes, and too much ugly-dour put upon Jamie Lee Curtis.
It was predictable in its family reunion trope, and although I loved the costuming and silliness, I was overwhelmed in general, and underwhelmed — in at least one universe.
Contrast this with The Banshees of Inisherin. Wow. That was fantastic. Not credible, exactly, but more believable than Everything thrown at us including a kitchen drink. Or two. Or more.
Nothing that happens in Inisherin is predictable. Nothing. It has precisely the correct amount of martial art. It grabs human sorrow and pulls it far beyond the multiverse of Everything’s universe.
Without even giving any other 2022 movies a fair viewing, I choose…
The envelope, please.
I am going to choose Triangle of Sadness for best picture. Why? Because it probably won’t win, and everyone loves an underdog. (As is repeatedly shown by having our hearts tickled, smashed, glued, and patched up to shimmer in the streaming silver screen dust of every Hollywood movie for the last century proves).
Triangle of Sadness captures the extreme nightmare scheme of the American dream for wealth and influence that broke the whole world that one time.
Plus now.
Don’t worry, I will eventually see the other candidates. I have the gorgeous prerogative that we all do, to change my mind with new data.
I want to see Elvis, The Whale, All Quiet on the Western Front, The Fabelmans, and lots of fantastic movies that didn’t even make the list.
I have the movie bug.
I have the popcorn.
I have the right amount of being held down on the sofa by a cat.
Meanwhile, tell me why I am wrong. I love to talk during the previews.
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