I don't remember the last time I was so at odds with the Academy's official list of nominees. It's enough to make me want to pound a bullet into the head of every one of these fucking assholes. Now I expected Hanna to get completely passed over, but comparing the critical reception Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close got to that of Drive, one can only question what the fuck planet the Academy is living on. I honestly thought they'd be above falling for such obvious awards-pandering. At least the Hollywood Foreign press was smart enough to see that piece of shit for the contrived, syrupy, cloying mess it really is. I know they said they weren't necessarily going to have ten Best Picture nominations again this year, but they couldn't have just tacked on Drive to round out the field? And all the respect in the world to Max von Sydow, but I really don't think he deserved to be on the list for Best Supporting Actor, especially in place of Albert Brooks. Let's hope the one award Drive did get nominated for is the one it wins, but at this point I can hardly bring myself to care. Last year the Academy tried way too hard to prove it was still in touch with today's moviegoing audience by having Dopey and Bug Eyes host*, but this year it seems they've just given up completely.
Looking over the acting nominees, I'm disheartened all that buzz didn't translate into something substantial for Elizabeth Olsen. And where the fuck is Tilda Swinton for We Need to Talk About Kevin? Easily the best performance of the year in that category. How do they justify Glenn Close or Meryl Streep over her? And I can't even get excited about seeing Jonah Hill's or Melissa McCarthy's names mentioned due to the blatant and offensive lack of respect for Drive. I could also bitch about The Skin I Live In, Captain America, Winnie the Pooh, and We Need to Talk About Kevin not making a single appearance, but Drive's insulting solitary nomination speaks volumes about just how out of touch the Academy's definition of quality filmmaking really is. They've surprised me the last few years by giving awards to stuff like No Country for Old Men and The Departed. But if this year's list proves anything, it's that AMPAS still pines for a mythical "golden age" when innovation and deviance from a very specific formula were frowned upon. I was hoping the filmmaking revolution of the '70s changed all that, but I guess even if they give out a win to a Pulp Fiction or a Fargo once in a while, their brand of subjectivity is just as stodgy and archaic as it ever was. Needless to say, if I picked the nominations, things would go down very differently.
* I love them both, I really do. But seriousy? WORST. HOSTS. EVER.
























