And the Oscar DOESN'T go to....
Can I say something?....Of course I can, this is MY GD blog! Well, ok, so let me say this:
Last night's spectacle, the Academy Awards, has left me with a bittersweet taste in my mouth.
I had never intended on even remotely pretending to care about whom Oscar was going home with last night, but I found myself sitting on the edge of the couch, rooting for one particular film and all its participants.
Now I can admit that I was biased in my support - although I haven't yet seen any of the other big nominated movies (Capote, Crash, Brokeback Mountain, and Good Night, and Good Luck), I still felt with great certainty that the film I saw was just THAT GOOD that it would take home all the statuettes for each of the 5 categories it was nominated. (Don't even get me started on the fact that this wasn't even given a nod for Best Picture.)
When Donovan and I agreed to go see Walk the Line in theatres, we had no idea what it was we were about to experience. I was not a fan of Johnny Cash - but I did give him props for doing a duet with Bono (and who the heck was June Carter?). And I wasn't a fan of Reese Witherspoon, so already this film had some pre-viewing strikes against it. But once the movie began, we were swept away - no, captivated - by the story's powerful plot created by characters acting in unimaginably perfect and seamless portrayals.
I was indifferent in my feelings towards Joaquin Phoenix, after seeing Ladder 49 (which I call "Shitty Dad"), but I was so enraptured by his spellbinding performance as Johnny Cash, and found myself surprisingly impressed with Reese Witherspoon's portrayal of June Carter, and we left the theatre in awe of this exquisite masterpiece, wanting more!
(I think we were even THAAAAAAAAAAAT close to going back into the movie theatre and seeing it for a second time!)
Well, my loving husband purchased this divine piece of movietry (another new word of mine) not even a week ago, and we've already both watched it twice more since.
So it was no wonder that last night, I was hanging on to the hope of seeing my new favourite buddies walking up onstage to accept the Oscar.
Only my hopes were hanging off the edge of a slippery slope, and they plummeted towards the earth, shattering into tiny fragments of dirty old hope-bits that were trampled on by stampeding buffalo and washed away by acidic rain.
Joaquin was up against Philip Seymour Hoffman, for his role in Capote, and Heath Ledger's gay cowboy character in Brokeback Mountain. Even though I had a sinking feeling that Joaquin's name wouldn't be called, I still had a knot in my stomach.
As they were announcing the nominees for this category, and sticking the camera in the actors' faces, Joaquin mouthed "I love you River" to his long-deceased actor-brother (who of course died of a drug overdose some years back).
Or maybe he was just chewing on a big wad of gum.
No, no, I'm pretty sure I saw what I saw.
And then Hoffman's name was announced as the Oscar winner. Which makes me feel good, knowing that Hoffman's movie, shot in Winnipeg, puts us on the map again (shouts out to Peg City), but my heart just sank to see Joaquin's graceful rejection face.
But two categories later, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes of my shattered hope (like that Phoenix-reference?!), the Best Actress category was up. And I don't even care to know who the others were, or what movies they were in - all I needed to hear was Reese's name being called
to accept the honour - and there it was!
Reese thanked costar Joaquin Phoenix who "put his heart and soul into the performance" playing Johnny Cash and also thanked "my wonderful husband (Ryan Phillippe) and two children – who should be going to bed."
Bittersweet.
But for those Walk the Line-heads like me, we can take solace in this review, knowing that we are not alone in thinking JP rocked the hizzouse in this flick: if somehow Hoffman and Ledger split the vote, the beneficiary would most definitely be Joaquin Phoenix for his captivating portrayal of Johnny Cash in Walk the Line. Never underestimate the Man in Black, who picked up the Golden Globe for Comedy/Musical actor -- also, his movie's the only one in this category to have broken $100 million, meaning it's most likely more people have seen it more than any other performance.
I don't have to be at work for another 4 hours today....plenty of time to watch Walk the Line again.
Currently playing: Get Rhythm - Joaquin Phoenix as Johnny Cash
Last night's spectacle, the Academy Awards, has left me with a bittersweet taste in my mouth.
I had never intended on even remotely pretending to care about whom Oscar was going home with last night, but I found myself sitting on the edge of the couch, rooting for one particular film and all its participants.
Now I can admit that I was biased in my support - although I haven't yet seen any of the other big nominated movies (Capote, Crash, Brokeback Mountain, and Good Night, and Good Luck), I still felt with great certainty that the film I saw was just THAT GOOD that it would take home all the statuettes for each of the 5 categories it was nominated. (Don't even get me started on the fact that this wasn't even given a nod for Best Picture.)
When Donovan and I agreed to go see Walk the Line in theatres, we had no idea what it was we were about to experience. I was not a fan of Johnny Cash - but I did give him props for doing a duet with Bono (and who the heck was June Carter?). And I wasn't a fan of Reese Witherspoon, so already this film had some pre-viewing strikes against it. But once the movie began, we were swept away - no, captivated - by the story's powerful plot created by characters acting in unimaginably perfect and seamless portrayals.
I was indifferent in my feelings towards Joaquin Phoenix, after seeing Ladder 49 (which I call "Shitty Dad"), but I was so enraptured by his spellbinding performance as Johnny Cash, and found myself surprisingly impressed with Reese Witherspoon's portrayal of June Carter, and we left the theatre in awe of this exquisite masterpiece, wanting more!
(I think we were even THAAAAAAAAAAAT close to going back into the movie theatre and seeing it for a second time!)
Well, my loving husband purchased this divine piece of movietry (another new word of mine) not even a week ago, and we've already both watched it twice more since.
So it was no wonder that last night, I was hanging on to the hope of seeing my new favourite buddies walking up onstage to accept the Oscar.
Only my hopes were hanging off the edge of a slippery slope, and they plummeted towards the earth, shattering into tiny fragments of dirty old hope-bits that were trampled on by stampeding buffalo and washed away by acidic rain.
Joaquin was up against Philip Seymour Hoffman, for his role in Capote, and Heath Ledger's gay cowboy character in Brokeback Mountain. Even though I had a sinking feeling that Joaquin's name wouldn't be called, I still had a knot in my stomach.
As they were announcing the nominees for this category, and sticking the camera in the actors' faces, Joaquin mouthed "I love you River" to his long-deceased actor-brother (who of course died of a drug overdose some years back).
Or maybe he was just chewing on a big wad of gum.
No, no, I'm pretty sure I saw what I saw.
And then Hoffman's name was announced as the Oscar winner. Which makes me feel good, knowing that Hoffman's movie, shot in Winnipeg, puts us on the map again (shouts out to Peg City), but my heart just sank to see Joaquin's graceful rejection face.
But two categories later, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes of my shattered hope (like that Phoenix-reference?!), the Best Actress category was up. And I don't even care to know who the others were, or what movies they were in - all I needed to hear was Reese's name being called
to accept the honour - and there it was!Reese thanked costar Joaquin Phoenix who "put his heart and soul into the performance" playing Johnny Cash and also thanked "my wonderful husband (Ryan Phillippe) and two children – who should be going to bed."
Bittersweet.
But for those Walk the Line-heads like me, we can take solace in this review, knowing that we are not alone in thinking JP rocked the hizzouse in this flick: if somehow Hoffman and Ledger split the vote, the beneficiary would most definitely be Joaquin Phoenix for his captivating portrayal of Johnny Cash in Walk the Line. Never underestimate the Man in Black, who picked up the Golden Globe for Comedy/Musical actor -- also, his movie's the only one in this category to have broken $100 million, meaning it's most likely more people have seen it more than any other performance.
I don't have to be at work for another 4 hours today....plenty of time to watch Walk the Line again.
Currently playing: Get Rhythm - Joaquin Phoenix as Johnny Cash
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8:38:00 a.m.
2 Comments:
Interesting post! but you did'nt see the other movies, so how can you be upset that the one you saw did'nt win, you have nothing to compare it to.
All the politics aside, Walk the line was a OK movie with stellar proformers, but Crash was a great movie with excellent actors doing great work.
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True, I'm completely aware that I'm supremely biased, and I have every intention of seeing those other movies.... I thought WTL was just THAT GOOD that it would blow the other ones out of the water - so I can only imagine, then, that those other films must completely just kick arse. Good for them, I can't wait to see 'em!
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