Showing posts with label 2014. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2014. Show all posts

Thursday, February 18, 2021

My 2014 Oscar Ballot

Last week we started to publish old "If I Had a Ballot" companions to all of our old Oscar Viewing Ballot projects (for years we've already completed for the project).  If you're new here, each Monday & Wednesday I profile a different Oscar race from years past that I've completed (I'm hoping to finish watching all of the feature-length, non-documentary Oscar nominees from every year), but I have decided to add on a companion piece where I also include whom I would've nominated (not just who would've won in the case of the Oscars); we'll be doing one each Thursday until I've caught up with my project.  This week, we're going to go back to 2014.  For a guide, here is what our final Oscar ballot for Best Picture looked like for the category (I've also included links to all of our other 2014 contests below).  Below are whom I would've nominated in each category (and whom I would've given the trophy to outside the confines of Oscar's choices).

Picture

Birdman (or the Unexplained Virtue of Ignorance)
Boyhood
The Fault in Our Stars
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
The Lego Movie
Nightcrawler
Pride
Stranger by the Lake
Under the Skin
Wild

Gold: Few films in recent memory have blown my mind quite like Richard Linklater's Boyhood, which takes an almost documentary-style approach to filmmaking (combined with ace acting from Patricia Arquette & Ethan Hawke), and makes it sing onscreen across a full decade.
Silver: Joy is hard to find at the films, and it's even tougher to find in movies about hard-scrabble life and the gay experience.  This is just one of several miracles teaming from Pride, a movie with a brilliant ensemble & ace timing.
Bronze: I can't quite explain why Wild had such a profound effect on me, but as Reese Witherspoon's Cheryl continued her journey, I felt like I'd been on it with her.  A moving look at the human spirit.

Director

Dan Gilroy (Nightcrawler)
Jonathan Glazer (Under the Skin)
Alain Guiraudie (Stranger by the Lake)
Richard Linklater (Boyhood)
Matthew Warchus (Pride)

Gold: It's hard to argue with Richard Linklater getting this trophy, and I wonder if the Academy would've joined me had they known they'd give Gonzelez Inarritu the trophy the following year as well.  The rare movie where the ambition lives up to the final product.
Silver: Dan Gilroy's seamy look at the underbelly of the modern news cycle is jarring, creepy, and far-too-realistic (particularly in the post-Trump era).  A triumph from start to finish.
Bronze: Jonathan Glazer rarely makes movies, but when he does they invite conversation & controversy.  This movie had its detractors who didn't like its unfolding (and its ending), but I found its dreamlike fantasy-nightmare intoxicating.

Actress

Jennifer Aniston (Cake)
Scarlett Johansson (Under the Skin)
Julianne Moore (Still Alice)
Rosamund Pike (Gone Girl)
Reese Witherspoon (Wild)

Gold: This was the start of the Witherspoon Renaissance, as far as I'm concerned.  Reese has always been good, but with Wild she began to demand the kind of projects that someone of her talent deserves, and it paid off with a moving look at motherhood, womanhood, & perseverance.
Silver: Rosamund Pike's career since Gone Girl has been filled with the occasional misses, as this chameleon-like actress tried to escape her Amazing Amy, but that's only because this role left such an impression-a disarming (and occasionally quite feminist) look at one woman's quest for satisfaction.
Bronze: Julianne Moore might have won this Oscar as a tribute to her full career, but that doesn't mean that she didn't truly deserve it.  She finds angles in the unfairness of dementia, and shows us the scary reality of relying upon others to love us when we're "gone."

Actor

Ralph Fiennes (The Grand Budapest Hotel)
Jake Gyllenhaal (Nightcrawler)
Oscar Isaac (A Most Violent Year)
Michael Keaton (Birdman)
Channing Tatum (Foxcatcher)

Gold: Jake Gyllenhaal, like Reese Witherspoon, spent several years in the wilderness between his first critical run & his second, but boy did he know how to bring back the fire with this role, finding the cruel sociopath that the modern news media lusts for.
Silver: I think next we'll go with Channing Tatum, who gets the hardest part in Foxcatcher (it's always harder to play characters that are susceptible than those doing the seduction), and plays against type with the insight of a thespian.
Bronze: Ralph Fiennes is potentially my favorite working actor, so he shows up on these lists frequently.  That said, he rarely gets to show off his comedic skills with such deft perfection as he does in Grand Budapest Hotel, a witty (and occasionally lonely) creation.

Supporting Actress

Patricia Arquette (Boyhood)
Jessica Chastain (A Most Violent Year)
Laura Dern (Wild)
Rene Russo (Nightcrawler)
Tilda Swinton (Snowpiercer)

Gold: Arquette has the tough job of creating a story arc for a character across a literal decade, re-inhabiting the same woman (and her lost dreams) while also showing her evolution.  It's a perfect role for an actress that has often gone under-appreciated at the movies.
Silver: Speaking of actresses that have gone under-appreciated at the movies, few actresses had a quick flame & then get to just play Thor's mother more than Rene Russo, who has her take on the Faye Dunaway character in Network, but adds dimensions of fear, ambition, & vulnerability that rival even that titanic performance.
Bronze: Jessica Chastain's work as a mob wife who knows more (and encourages more) than she lets on publicly could've been cliche, but in her hands she makes it a full movie-star turn.

Supporting Actor

Adam Driver (This is Where I Leave You)
Ethan Hawke (Boyhood)
Logan Lerman (Fury)
Ian McKellen (The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies)
Ben Schnetzer (Pride)

Gold: I waver between the two (this is a case where I'm picking someone different than I did in 2014), but I'd go with Hawke upon retrospect for this win, as he does all of the things Arquette does, but does so while also trying to mine his former matinee idol status for all of its lost potential.
Silver: Schnetzer gets the best role in Pride, and he does marvelous things with it, giving us a man who knows that his clock is ticking but won't let on to the world his fears, just trying to live as vibrantly as possible.
Bronze: If you ever want tangible proof to the answer of "is Adam Driver sexy?" you need to watch This is Where I Leave You, where he plays a charming cad & the quintessential youngest child in a family of disfunction.

Original Screenplay

Birdman
Boyhood
Nightcrawler
Pride
Stranger by the Lake

Gold: We're going to continue to honor Boyhood (I'm just now realizing it has yet to lose a trophy...and I don't entirely know if that changes), as writing a film that feels cogent & like it's planned across a full decade is an impossible accomplishment.
Silver: Nightcrawler is the kind of movie that sticks in your gut long after you see it largely because it is so full of ugly truth.  Gilroy's screenplay never shies away from the monsters that it's uncovering.
Bronze: Dying is Easy. Comedy is Hard. Making a movie about a tragic period of two groups of people's lives into an uplifting, beautiful, but never dismissive experience is the real miracle though, and that's what comes in Pride.

Adapted Screenplay

Gone Girl
The Lego Movie
Under the Skin
Wild
Winter Sleep

Gold: I'll start out with Wild for this trophy, as it has a difficult book to adapt into a movie, and does a great job of making a woman who is attempting to live in the present feel like she's authentically looking back at the past.
Silver: Close behind it would be Gone Girl, which Gillian Flynn adapted from her own work.  Gone Girl needs to function like a movie that makes sense when you know how it's going to end, and Flynn does that without ever revealing its secrets.
Bronze: I don't always buy into a movie just being a "director's triumph" as you can't make a decent film without at least some semblance of a good screenplay.  That's the case for Under the Skin, which is another movie that has to meander through its secrets.

Animated Feature Film

The Boxtrolls
The Lego Movie
Song of the Sea

Gold: I'm going three-wide as per usual in this category (which it's questionable if it needs to exist at all), but particularly in 2014 as this was one of the weaker years for animation this decade.  That said, The Lego Movie could've been a giant commercial & instead it finds comedy & heart with Chris Pratt's best film performance to date (I'm sorry, I know the internet hates him, but I can't deny he's well-cast here).
Silver: Laika would've never missed when it comes to my personal animation ballots, and that's born out here with The Box Trolls' well-structured plot and fantastic art direction.
Bronze: Tomm Moore's movies don't always feel like their scripts live up to the hype of the actual movie at-hand, but they are always a feast for the eyes, and that's surely the case with Song of the Sea, a gorgeous cascade of indigo & white.

Sound Mixing

Birdman
Dawn of the Planet of the Apes
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
Under the Skin
Wild

Gold: Under the Skin is obviously an alien feature, but it's one that uses sound to underline the otherworldly nature of the film.  Bonus points for the way the sound from some of the residents of the city is almost spoken as if from another planet, perfectly melding with the movie's motif.
Silver: Few films capture the percussive beats of Manhattan better than Birdman, which finds a beautiful echo to the St. James Theater & highlights the sharp, rapid dialogue onstage of all of these on-edge thespians.
Bronze: Dawn of the Planet of the Apes has the difficult task of making conversations between walking apes (who are of course figures in CGI) and humans feel authentic & within the same universe.  It does that exactly.

Sound Editing

The Babadook
Captain America: Winter Soldier
Fury
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
Unbroken

Gold: Unlike Oscar in most years, I can tell the difference between Mixing/Editing (hence why there's only one film repeated here).  I also can tell when a Marvel film is going above-and-beyond with its tech categories, as Captain America does (that Toby Jones narration/missile strike sequence alone earns this trophy).
Silver: Unbroken truly stands apart from many other wartime dramas in the way it uses surround sound to underline the urgency of the men onscreen, held captive by a whirl of bullets at their ears.
Bronze: The Babadook is a difficult movie for me to love, it was almost painful to watch it frightened me so much in certain scenes.  But I cannot deny that the sound work, and the shrieking jumps, hit an artistry few horror films approach with their aural capacities.

Original Score

Fury
The Imitation Game
Interstellar
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
Under the Skin

Gold: Mica Levi's score to Jackie two years later would win her an Oscar nomination, but she should have gotten the trophy outright in 2014 for her gorgeous, noir-inspired odes in Under the Skin.
Silver: I'm aware that I'm a sucker for such things (I love a robust, epic score), but Howard Shore's work throughout the Hobbit series finds playful newness to go with motifs we already know by heart, and that's more difficult than you'd imagine.
Bronze: I'll pick the wondrous whirl of The Imitation Game here, one of the few elements in the film that I felt rose above its relatively formulaic look at the life of Alan Turing.

Original Song

"Everything is Awesome," The Lego Movie
"Glory," Selma
"I'm Not Gonna Miss You," Glen Campbell...I'll Be Me
"The Last Goodbye," The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
"Lost Stars," Begin Again

Gold: Begin Again itself never lives up to Once, but the soundtrack can occasionally rival it, most of all with "Lost Stars," which always makes me feel youthful & as if I, too, am starting a new life chapter.
Silver: Glen Campbell's ode to his dementia (and how he's "not gonna miss you") got harder after his death, and is the sort of song that as you watch the people you love start to fade, echoes alongside his most meaningful work.
Bronze: Of all of the songs in the Hobbit franchise, few rival "The Last Goodbye," lovingly sung by Billy Boyd (who comes back to say goodbye to this franchise).  The movies were never as beloved as their predecessors, but the wellspring of emotion you get from this would beg to differ.

Production Design

The Grand Budapest Hotel
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
Mr. Turner
A Most Violent Year
Snowpiercer

Gold: Mr. Turner is glorious, the kind of movie that you could almost watch on silent it's so marvelous to encounter, and while the cinematography (rightfully) got its due here, I can't deny that the sets, brimming with details & stuff (oh the stuff) to give character to every corner is breathtaking.
Silver: Surely Snowpiercer deserved recognition from Oscar at least here, right?  The movie is a long train track ode to production design, giving each cart its own little chapter in this world.
Bronze: The Grand Budapest Hotel is one of those nominations that is largely due to one giant set-piece (this enormous hotel), but it brings such personality & life to the film that who am I to not include it?

Costume Design

Belle
The Grand Budapest Hotel
Pride
Selma
Mr. Turner

Gold: Again, there's little denying the genius going on in the tech categories for Mr. Turner, which feels both period and like clothing that was actually worn during the period, a worn realism in the fabric that is hard to come by in movies of this era.
Silver: Genius Milena Canonero does breathtaking work, particularly in the way she costumes each character to tell us more about themselves, while never abandoning the elevated reality of Wes Anderson's universe.
Bronze: Selma is not a movie that you'd think on first glance is a costuming film, but watch the way that the entire cast gives us authenticity with their clothes, and how you slowly are able to find fashionable characters (who reflect their personality).  Love that detailing.

Cinematography

Birdman
The Homesman
Ida
Interstellar
Mr. Turner

Gold: The perfection at work with Mr. Turner truly comes to a head with its Cinematography.  The way that Dick Pope somehow makes the movie recreate the actual paintings of JMW Turner was jaw-dropping (I literally gasped at parts).
Silver: The "uncut" camerawork that Emmanuel Lubezki brings to Birdman is insane.  This was his second of three consecutive nominations, and it's hard to deny him his due...just a titanic achievement.
Bronze: I'm going to go with Ida, which does have the obvious calling card of being in black-and-white, but its more pertinent lensing is in the liberal way it features our lead character in closeup...always upfront, eternally unknowable.

Film Editing

Birdman
Boyhood
Nightcrawler
Stranger by the Lake
Under the Skin

Gold: Boyhood would've been impossible to achieve without flawless editing, and that's what we get here.  A story told over a full decade that comes together, unrelenting but always cogent.
Silver: Birdman is obviously meant to be seen as a cinematographer's achievement, since the camera never ends, but in reality it's an editor that is helping Lubezki achieve that effect, and I still can't quite comprehend how this didn't get Oscar nominated from people who should've known better.
Bronze: Again, Nightcrawler might have some legs up as a result of editing trickery (that extended car crash at the end is phenomenal), but that doesn't mean what comes out isn't pure (horrifying) magic.

Visual Effects

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes
Godzilla
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
Interstellar
Under the Skin

Gold: Rewatching Avatar recently, I was struck by the fact that while that film has outreach to our modern blockbusters, it's really the Apes films that have become the gold standard when it comes for CGI-figures onscreen...this is the best of the trilogy.
Silver: It would have made this list for the giant planet of water trick alone, but Interstellar proves that even when Christopher Nolan is on shaky ground with his plot, he can always make what you're seeing unbelievable.
Bronze: We've been here before, but the giant effects of The Hobbit can't just be dismissed because the bar is so high.  Particularly the final icy battles with Thorin standout as a triumph.

Makeup & Hairstyling

The Grand Budapest Hotel
The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies
A Most Violent Year
Selma
Snowpiercer

Gold: It says something when you have one of the most iconic stars in modern cinema onscreen & she's so transformed that you spend half the movie saying "is that Tilda Swinton?"  Such is the case for the residents of the Grand Budapest Hotel.
Silver: It was the year of Tilda in this category as her gender blind villain heads off Snowpiercer, a movie brimming with realistic (and occasionally grotesque) makeup work.
Bronze: Some of what we've seen in the Hobbit we've been to before, but the introduction of whole creature armies, combined with Middle Earth's most realistic battle scenes makes for riveting drama in the final chapter of Peter Jackson's tale.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

OVP: Picture (2014)

OVP: Best Picture (2014)

The Nominees Were...


Clint Eastwood, Robert Lorenz, Andrew Lazar, Bradley Cooper, and Peter Morgan, American Sniper
Alejandro G. Inarritu, John Lesher, and James W. Skotchdopole, Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)
Richard Linklater and Cathleen Sutherland, Boyhood
Wes Anderson, Scott Rudin, Steven Rales, and Jeremy Dawson, The Grand Budapest Hotel
Nora Grossman, Ido Ostrowsky, and Teddy Schwarzman, The Imitation Game
Christian Colson, Oprah Winfrey, Dede Gardner, and Jeremy Kleiner, Selma
Tim Bevan, Eric Fellner, Lisa Bruce, and Anthony McCarten, The Theory of Everything
Jason Blum, Helen Estabrook, and David Lancaster, Whiplash

My Thoughts: I really have absolutely no excuses as to why these take me so long to finish up-I genuinely enjoy doing them and while I never get many comments (or any comments), I know people are visiting and reading these but some nine months later, we are finally coming to the end of the 2014 Oscar Viewing Project.  I will probably start up 2007 in the next week or so as that's our next stop on the OVP train and am praying that I don't take a gestational period to finish that one up, but encouragement is always appreciated-please peruse the below links and comment on articles if you enjoy reading these and going back to past Oscar races, as I surely enjoy doing the write-ups.  But enough self-promotion, let's close out 2014.

We'll start with The Theory of Everything because I feel like it, and because it's the sort of picture that probably is the least memorable, so let's build to something, shall we?  Honestly, the movie itself seemed inevitable, and I still can't get over how much I enjoyed the first thirty minutes, genuinely feeling like it might be the rare biopic that doesn't rely on the same repetitive tropes we always see from the genre, but instead letting a real-life story be properly intermingled with movie-making magic, with a charming lad meeting a lovely lady and fireworks start popping.  Unfortunately for all of us, the film can't really handle when reality and real-life come into the picture.  Stephen Hawking is an extraordinary human being, but onscreen here he is hardly complicated, and so much of his life is transformed into a stiff upper lip contest, rather than having much feeling, either outward or in "a woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets" manner.  The film fails in that regard, and as a result becomes middling rather than something you recall with pangs of emotion.

Alongside it in the biopic genre is The Imitation Game, arguably the film I have been the most hard on throughout these write-ups, but it's with sound reason.  The film itself is not good, and poorly edited and plotted.  Forget for a second the homophobia the director and writers utilize in addressing Alan Turing's life-the entire plot is formulaic, and only a few moments in the film (like Joan Clarke telling off Alan Turing) feel at all interesting or have any mystery around the characters.  The film, for a movie that is so high stakes, never mounts the hurdle of us knowing how the story ends, which the best biopics consistently can accomplish (see our recent review of United 93 for a strong example).  The Imitation Game also severely underwrites the gay nature of the main character, and as a result he leaves a puzzle rather than something that the film is trying to solve for the audience.  Unless the director equates being gay to a mental illness, it's hard to distinguish the two without more information.  This is a pity because, due to the celebration the movie received from critics, this is surely the only major biopic we will ever get about the extraordinary Alan Turing.

Continuing our real-life direction, we have American Sniper, the true story of Chris Kyle, the most successful sniper in American history.  Chris Kyle's story is arguably the least well-known of these three, and also has the most potential considering the bravura acting from Bradley Cooper at the lead and the way that Clint Eastwood has built strong narratives around complicated heroes in the past.  And yet Clint's not giving us much to go with on the screen, even if some of his directorial decisions are thrilling.  Forget that he glosses over some of the more fascinating aspects of Kyle's character (accounts of his casual racism have been well-documented in the past) as I oftentimes say you need to adapt a biopic to make it more cinematic; still, the Kyle onscreen feels wildly underwritten and the focus of the film gets less interesting when it just excuses Kyle's morality issues with PTSD.  The unfortunate thing here is that American Sniper, unlike The Imitation Game and The Theory of Everything, has the makings of a truly superb movie-it could have been Clint's best since Unforgiven.  But whether out of political prudence or simply the inability to see that a man who views the world in black-and-white is more interesting from the grey, Eastwood wasn't able to bring that to the screen.

Our final biopic of the bunch is undoubtedly the best.  Selma starts off in some ways at a disadvantage, much like Lincoln a few years back, in that it's trying to create a definitive story about a man who is so ingrained in people's minds that he's practically a comic book superhero.  The film smartly chooses only a short period of Dr. King's life, the lead-up to his march through Selma, Alabama, to focus upon rather than creating an exhaustive origin story instead, but it's still hampered a bit in its treatment of King as the main character, as the least interesting scenes are the ones that focus on him, with both his complicated relationship with Coretta Scott King and his reluctant attitude toward being a politician being underwritten.  The movie is at its most thought-provoking and true when its instead focusing on nameless, faceless people who stood up to racism, whether in a march or simply trying to vote.  DuVernay is unflinching in the way she addresses these scenes, giving us a sharp, harsh look at the long toll that racism took on millions of people in the 1960's, and how that still lingers in the lives of people today.

It's strange to pivot from the brutal history of racism in Selma to the frothy confection of The Grand Budapest Hotel, but the Best Picture category frequently makes strange bedfellows.  It's worth noting, of course, that prejudice rears its head quite frequently in the train sequences of The Grand Budapest Hotel, as Gustave M. and his young companion have to deal with a ruthless totalitarian government in the backdrop of their shenanigans and the quest to save their hotel.  The problem I had with Grand Budapest, which is generally delightful thanks to the central performance of Ralph Fiennes, is that it never acknowledges that the romantic plot-line is dead.  The true core of the story is the sacrifices that Gustave is willing to make to protect his friend Zero, not necessarily that we need an insertion of heteronormative behavior by having Zero "straight-labelled" by having a relationship with Agatha.  The Agatha story pulls away from the importance of Gustave to Zero's life, and makes the film nearly falter in the last ten minutes.  That being said, it's easily the best Wes Anderson film there is, and one I enjoyed tremendously, save for the end focus.

Whiplash is another film where the opinion is driven in part by the ending, though here it's in a way to save the picture.  Most of the film is not particularly good.  There's occasionally some great monologues out of JK Simmons, but Miles Teller's Andrew (as well as Simmons' ability to continue teaching) are both questionable at best.  We get the sense that Andrew didn't really exist until Terence Fletcher came into his life, and doesn't know how to function without him as a driving force.  Obviously he had to have had gumption to get to this university and ability, so why can't he find a balance with his girlfriend and father, both of whom we're meant to believe are important to him but never really seem that way, even if it's clearly pertinent to the narrative that they remain tokens of his lost innocence.  The ending, with him shattering his humanity in pursuit of perfection, is a strong metaphor and nearly makes the film seem great, but everything in front of it is tainted in some ways by a lack of believability and inconsistency in the main character.

We turn now to the two films that genuinely competed for the Academy Award, and if you've been following along you know that one of them is probably my favorite.  The thing about Boyhood is that based on the plot alone (filming, for twelve years, a narrative picture), it would be challenging and thought-provoking.  A million think pieces about devotion to your craft and wanting to tell the ultimate story are all there for the taking, but Boyhood is genuinely a masterful picture.  The film unfolds slowly, but increasingly, like in life, it feels like it's moving too fast, with us wanting more time with a specific chapter in Mason's life but knowing that, like life, it will quickly pass into the next phase.  The film operates under a simple "all of life is interesting" guiding principle, and it works because Linklater has faith in the characters that he has created.  Watching Mason's parents as they both embark on journeys that yield little and realizing that Mason's promise may be just as small-it's a fascinating commentary on the way that we live through our dreams, but life happens whether or not we want to punch the pause button.  I was floored by this movie, and left in awe as it ended, gifting us such a wonderful slice-of-life picture.

Birdman also plays with time a bit, never really cutting away from our central Riggan, but here we get a more stylized look at the wonders of getting older.  Birdman functions on two levels for me.  One, there's the bitter, nasty Sunset Boulevard style look at celebrity, and in particular the way we worship and then discard the most famous of people in the world with little thought for their humanity or giving much reason as to why.  The second is the more relatable, uncomfortable look the film pushes on age.  Age, and the need to remain vital even if the zeitgeist has shifted away from worshiping your generation, is everywhere in Birdman and critically-important to the story.  Unlike most of his films, though, AGI makes these feel very real but never in a dour, lifeless way, but in a focus that crackles and shoots you from the side, like the way that Emma Stone's Sam is given so much validation just by virtue of her youth.  It's a biting, rich movie that has so many incredible ideas that it's hard to knock the Academy for choosing inarguably its gutsiest and finest Best Picture winner since No Country for Old Men.

Other Precursor Contenders: The Globes were definitely in their own direction in 2014, skipping over a couple of key nominees and actually rejecting the Best Picture victor, even if it wasn't in the Drama category.  Yes, The Grand Budapest Hotel topped Birdman in Comedy/Musical, along with St. Vincent, Into the Woods, and Pride, while Boyhood emerged victorious over Foxcatcher, The Imitation Game, Selma, and The Theory of Everything.  The PGA Awards were ten-wide unlike Oscar, so they actually included all but Selma in their lineup (likely due to Selma's bizarre under-the-radar campaign for the Oscar that ended in disaster for Paramount), with Birdman taking the top prize and Nightcrawler, Foxcatcher, and Gone Girl getting the remaining three spots.  Finally, at the BAFTA Awards they selected Boyhood as their victor, topping Birdman, The Grand Budapest Hotel, The Imitation Game, and The Theory of Everything.  Looking at these, had the Academy stuck to its nine-wide field, it feels like Foxcatcher would have been the beneficiary rather than Gone Girl or Nightcrawler-it had the Best Director nomination, scored at the Globes/PGA's, and got multiple other Oscar nominations in general.  In a ten-wide field it's impossible to imagine it missing.
Films I Would Have Nominated: I would have kept Pride, which got that shock Globe citation and was one of my favorite pictures so far this decade.  I also would have gone with the cerebral Under the Skin, the dangerous Stranger by the Lake, the surprisingly effective Fault in Our Stars (what-we all have our favorites), the outstanding Wild, and the jarring Nightcrawler.
Oscar’s Choice: In one of the truly toughest-to-call Best Picture contests I've seen in years (which was weirdly duplicated one year later by an even harder call), Birdman took the cake away from Boyhood.
My Choice: Boyhood is far-and-away my favorite film of 2014, so this is an easy call for me.  I'd follow it with Birdman, Selma, The Grand Budapest Hotel, The Theory of Everything, Whiplash, American Sniper, and The Imitation Game.

And there we have it folks-2014 is officially over with!  What are your thoughts on the cinematic year at large-were you more Team Boyhood or Team Birdman?  Are you still smarting over those Selma snubs, or is the lack of Nightcrawler making you break out into hives right now?  And overall, what was the best picture of 2014?  Share in the comments!


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Friday, May 27, 2016

OVP: Director (2014)


OVP: Best Director (2014)

The Nominees Were...


Richard Linklater, Boyhood
Bennett Miller, Foxcatcher
Morten Tyldum, The Imitation Game

My Thoughts: I know this has very little to do with the price of eggs, but am I the only person who is always kind of struck with the same thought of "he's really good-looking" every time I see a photo of Bennett Miller?  I have followed his career for over a decade now, and yet it's always a surprise for some reason when I see that piercing gaze and crooked half-grin, and suddenly I'm shell-shocked and playing with my hair.  Anyway, though, we've discussed all of these movies multiple times (like most of awards season, the end stretch is filled with important contests, but the victor is pretty well hinted at).  As a result, I'm going to give away who takes the bronze right now by going to his movie, and that is...

Wes Anderson, someone I never really expected to admire in quite this way.  I remember the first time I caught The Royal Tenenbaums on DVD (it was at my best friend Chris's house in high school, and I was not impressed), and honestly I've left most of his films roughly in that same spot-I get the appeal, but I don't love the movie in the way that his most devoted of followers seem to do.  However, The Grand Budapest Hotel is perhaps the first film, really, where I was smitten (at least the first live-action film).  Anderson's playfulness is still there, but with a grown-up's sensibility, and he is aided by a remarkable piece of work by Ralph Fiennes.  The direction in the film is occasionally quite inspired, and I rather liked some of the snow-covered camera shots and the way he pieced those scenes in, even if Anderson's touches (the cameos, the twee-ness), don't always resonate with me.  All-in-all, though, it was the first of his films that I watched, thoroughly enjoyed, and didn't feel like he had to abandon his own sense of self in order to get to that point, so well done.

Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu is another director that delivered royally in 2014.  I'd say maybe I'm getting soft in my old age, but wait until we get back to 2015 and I have to discuss his gargantuan slog The Revenant and then we'll talk once more.  Birdman, though, there's an energy that I've never seen from him.  The camera-work we've already discussed (click on that Cinematography link below-actually click on all of the links, as there's so much content and fun there to enjoy and I frequently check comments from old articles so don't worry about missing your point to engage), but he genuinely seems to care about these characters, and not just in a "let's see what it's like to destroy their souls" sort of way that he gets in most of his motion pictures.  I feel like Riggan is a thoroughly conceived creation, someone that has a beginning, middle, and an end, but it doesn't feel like his misery (and there is some there) is being forced at us by a director that has become famous for films that occasionally resemble torture.  I truly hope AGI returns to this world in the not too distant future, as it's a wonderful compromise and shows that he can excel in ways that perhaps even he didn't expect were possible.

While AGI and Wes Anderson shocked me this time by making films that I actually enjoyed, there was no such luck for Bennett Miller, who didn't followup Moneyball (hands down my favorite of his movies) with something else I could sink my teeth into, but a dour, dry piece of cinematic toast.  Foxcatcher is the type of film you watch and are baffled by the choices of the director, which surely doesn't boast well for Miller.  After all, why give us such blatantly homosexual overtones with the characters and not follow through with them (you're already probably risking the defamation lawsuit as it is)?  Why introduce a world-class actress like Vanessa Redgrave onto the screen and then give her virtually nothing to do?  And why did you allow your lead actor to essentially let his makeup do all of the acting?  There are occasionally some nice shots (I loved the laps around the expansive, immaculate estate), but that's not a good movie, and the story direction here is all wrong.  At least he's still sexy, though, so he's got that until he returns to baseball.

Richard Linklater actually just did a remarkable film about baseball, but here we have something a little bit more momentous than his great 2016 cinematic entry.  Boyhood is the sort of project that is kind of made for this category, as investing that much time and energy into a film and telling an autobiographical story with actual movie stars is the stuff that cinematic legend is made out of; quite frankly, I wouldn't be shocked if someday people talk about Linklater's quest to make Boyhood in the same way they do David Lean and Lawrence of Arabia or Orson Welles and Citizen Kane.  It's that good of a story.  And it's that good of a movie-the direction here is fabulous.  It speaks to Linklater's confidence as a storyteller and director that he was able to make such a grand, consistent movie without the benefit of reshoots or go-backs.  Boyhood is sentimental without appearing cloying, and the kind of movie where it stands out on its own and yet you can't help but project your own story up on that screen.  Easily his most impressive directorial achievement, and that's saying something.

I don't know why I'm ending on Morten Tyldum.  After all, when he got this nomination, my first thought is "really-they are risking the hot water of not nominating Ava DuVernay and they don't even have the cover of claiming it was to give it to Clint Eastwood?"  I mean, the guy's name is unfortunately apt (sorry-I'm sure he's lovely in person, but that is a moniker that feels invented for the stuck-up rich guy in an Adam Sandler film), but his direction in The Imitation Game is atrociously bad. The film has no stylistic vision, it's a straight biopic (that was not an unintentional pun), and it has such random choices in terms of when to cut back and when to shoot forward-randomly we're out at sea or in a flashback where Alan is the same sort of child he was as an adult.  Shocking!  The story feels false almost throughout, and when it does find a fine moment it's a happy accident that is due to the saving grace of Keira Knightley.  I might have been able to stomach a Best Picture nod in the expanded field due to the import of the subject, but Best Director-not a chance.

Other Precursor Contenders: Best Director is one of those rare fields where the Globes, Guilds, and BAFTA awards all have the same number of nominees (aside from the supporting actor races, this is the only OVP category where this is the case).  This does not guarantee uniformity, however, as we saw with the Golden Globes where Miller and Tyldum were ousted in favor of Ava DuVernay and David Fincher (Gone Girl)-the win went to Linklater.  The DGA also skipped Bennett Miller, but did so to get Clint Eastwood into the lineup (one of those rare years where Clint had traction but couldn't translate at the Globes or the Oscars in this category), and gave their trophy to Inarritu.  Finally the BAFTA Awards randomly decided to give out the Miller and Tyldum slots to James Marsh (The Theory of Everything) and Damien Chazelle (Whiplash), meaning that this is the first year since the expanded fields where every director of a Best Picture nominee landed at least one major precursor (Linklater took the BAFTA).  As a result, it's kind of hard to predict who was in sixth place, though popular opinion at the time was between Eastwood and DuVernay, and considering that his film did better and he's beloved by AMPAS, my guess is that Clint just missed out.
Directors I Would Have Nominated: Well not Morten Tyldum, that's for damn sure.  I would have thrown in Jonathan Glazer for his mesmerizing Under the Skin, proving that occasionally a giant hiatus doesn't lead to disappointment (though come on dude-you can get more than one out a decade).  I also would have included Dan Gilroy's challenging, provocative look at the media Nightcrawler, which is stylistically wonderful and told like a horror film even though it isn't obviously one, but what an inspired way to present your movie.  Honestly, that film just looks more impressive with age.
Oscar’s Choice: In what I genuinely think was a close race, Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu pulled off a slight upset over Richard Linklater to take his first Best Director trophy.
My Choice: I actually really love what AGI is doing in his picture, but Linklater is batting in the all-time leagues with Boyhood so it's not much of a competition.  Anderson is in third (we already covered that though-pay attention), followed by Miller and finally Tyldum.

Those were my thoughts-how about yours?  Do you still fly your flag high for the Birdman camp or are you with me in Boyhood town?  Who was closer to that Oscar nomination-Clint or Ava?  And does anyone want to defend the Morten Tyldum nomination?  I'm hearing cases down in the comments!

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