The Academy Awards are around the corner, and no doubt the viewers at home are eagerly awaiting which of the presenters will be slapped across their face.
What occurred last year between the right palm of Will Smith and the left cheek of Chris Rock was indeed a tragedy (or twisted comedy?) of manners, but it was not a disaster. For that, we must turn to a film I recently screened in celebration for the upcoming Oscars, a best picture nominee that raked in some serious dough back in its day: Airport, released on March 5, 1970, the second-highest grossing film that year.
Some film critics have labeled it the worst movie ever nominated for Best Picture. Could it be that a movie about a disaster was itself a disaster?
well made and well acted…but
where’s Abu Nazir?
Beasts of the Southern Wild has less than zero dark thirty chance of winning, but it was my favorite film of last year. For a dramatic movie that depicts the downtrodden without any filters, it made me laugh more than most comedies. This movie also gets additional kudos for managing to tell its story in 93 minutes. Less is more!
Silver Linings Playbook is the best pic on deck — who knew that Bradley Cooper had this performance in him? And De Niro’s bedside speech is perhaps the best work he’s done in the last decade. The third act is goofy and rote, and I think just about everyone knew (spoiler three words ahead!) that the letter from the wife was a fake, but there was enough goodwill built up in the first two acts that made it forgivable.