Best Picture ponderings

[thehefner]

New trailer for THERE WILL BE BLOOD is out. With neato Bernard Herrmann style music.

Oh my god, Bill the Butcher is back. He totally survived the events of GANGS OF NEW YORK and remade himself as an oil baron. I knew it!

THERE WILL BE BLOOD is based on Upton Sinclair's book OIL!, which sounds like it should be a musical. The film's been likened to CITIZEN KANE (but in what sense, who knows?). It's supposedly one of Daniel Day Lewis' greatest performances. I've heard nothing but dumbfounded stunned exaltation heaped upon this film.

Even though I still think PUNCH-DRUNK LOVE is a great steaming bucket of sloppy shit, sloppy-sloppy shit, I am quite anxious to see this, as I am NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN. Both of which I am formally here predicting will be nominated for Best Picture, but will lose to AMERICAN GANGSTER, which one CHUD reviewer recently called the UNFORGIVEN of the gangster genre.

I don't know if AMERICAN GANGSTER that good, but it's damn good, and likely far more appealing to widespread mainstream tastes.

I think the Oscars are phony and pandering bullshit ceremonies of pablum, but it's still fun to play the guessing game. Also, I want one. Now.

Comments

[civilbloodshed.livejournal.com]

I think it was when I saw Eastern Promises (In which, I was promised, there was to be a lot of peen. Like, wall-to-wall peen. Peen EVERYWHERE! Sadly, as you'd know if you saw it, I was most disappointed.) they showed the previews for both No Country for Old Men and There Will Be Blood. Or maybe that was 30 Days of Night? Either way, I haven't been so excited to go to the movies since...God, I don't know. It's been a while since something came out that made me go, "Omfg, yes plz!"

I hear they don't even serve beer at the Oscars. Sheeet, if I had to sit through four hours of self-important, pretentious ego stroking, you better believe I'd throwdown with at least a forty.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

I am going to instantly guess that it was EASTERN PROMISES, not 30 DAYS OF NIGHT.

By the way, how are those two? Bear in mind that I disliked the comic of the latter, and vampires in general.

Yeah, but do they really wanna be getting people drunk during there ceremony? Peter O'Toole would have probably just stood up, yelled, "BULLSHIT!" and taken a whiz right there the last time he was snubbed. It'd certainly be more interesting than the Interpretive Dance segments (yes, we really have to see an interpretive dance of SAVING PRIVATE RYAN, thank you very much).

[civilbloodshed.livejournal.com]

Eastern Promises is very, very good, and 30 Days of Night is somewhat disappointing, but nicely gory. Melissa George's mouth is weird. I almost don't mind her acting, but man, her mouth is just...distracting. Anyway, the movie it's self isn't bad, but it's nothing special, you know? There's maybe one good scene in it, which has more to do with the good special effects than anything else.

Tell me that would not be the greatest thing ever! He could jump up onto the seats and bumrush the stage like Roberto Benigni!

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

She's never been memorable in anything I've seen, so I cannot as yet comment on her mouth. But nah, I disliked the comic a good deal, and the movie looks like more of the same. Meanwhile, on CHUD.com, I love that they've recently started a running gag based on the original question one reviewer asked, "What is up with all the Down Syndrome Vampires?"



"I like marbles!"


And that's what I'M saying, booze would totally improve the proceedings!

"An'a winner've th' Best Pitcher goes t'... TITANIC?!?! WHAT the FUCK?! L.A. CONFIDENTIAL totally OWNED that shit!"

"Please calm down, Ms. Dench...!"

"Thass DAME Dench, ya dumb DICK! *blarrgh!*"