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.

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[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.