A Statement About Atonement

On the spectrum of tragically epic and over-wrought love stories, there are very fine lines between those that are so trite as to be unwatchable, those that are good but ultimately forgettable, and those that will go down in the annals of cinema as the ones to beat. Somehow, quite inexplicably, Atonement falls at the center of it all, and I cannot stop thinking about it.

Let's start at the beginning: it is one of the most stunningly gorgeous films I have ever seen. Having watched it on a moderately sized home television, I cannot imagine what it must have looked like in the cinema, but it must have been breathtaking. This in itself is the films first flaw-- it is so beautiful as to be distracting as one becomes so mesmerized by the costumes and colors and opulence of it all that one forgets to pay attention to things like what is going on and what the characters are saying.

And what are the characters saying? Everyone seems to be talking in a forced Rosalind Russell-Cary Grant banter that is at once intriguing and incomprehensible. It also makes the actors almost painfully self-conscious. While she does an admirable job throughout the film, you can almost see the wheels turning in Keira Knightley's head with every look she gives, every cigarette she smokes, and every painfully fashionable outfit she puts on.

The self-consciousness is almost a theme of the direction. As lovely as everything is, you can't help but think about how the director took it upon himself to setup those impressive scenes, and think of his thought processes as he created his picturesque shots.

An audience should not be thinking about the director and his thought-processes.

But here's the thing: it should have gotten all of the nominations it did. It should not have won anything (except art direction). And more than the good but forgettable Cold Mountain, Atonement breaks ground on the tragic epic lovestory frontier. Because somehow, when Cecilia Tallis whispers 'Come back to me' to her tormented lover Robbie, you buy it hook line and sinker. And James McAvoy's Robbie is suitably traumatized without being pathetic while Cecilia is distant and cool without being heartless. The thing that makes this a different film is that it is not about the two of them, it is about the person who keeps them apart, Cecilia's sister Briony. The film does not dwell on their tragedy, but rather on its maker, and what she does to, yes, atone for her actions.

At the end of the day, Atonement does not and will not achieve the same status as Gone With The Wind or even Titanic, but it does break ground, and it is certainly worth seeing.

A Statement About Why the BAFTAs are Bad

I know I should be talking about how poorly I did on my Oscar picks, but a) I don't really want to talk about it and b) I would prefer to talk about it after I get back to the States and watch the tape that my lovely Mommy made for me.

So for right now, I am going to talk about how much the BAFTAs are terrible.

I had the (dis)pleasure of watching them for real on television, presented by the BBC live from Covent Garden on the 10th of February. And it was appalling. All of the obvious people won (including Marion Cotillard, leading certain Gingers to announce that the BAFTAs are an indicator of the Oscars... not so, but more on that later). I should have known something was awry when people started pointing out that Atonement was the only British film nominated, but I didn't. And when it won Best Picture, I had the sinking feeling that that was the point I was being led to all evening.

Let's be perfectly clear: the Brits like to pretend that the BAFTAs are the British 'response' to the Oscars. It's not quite working out that way-- even the British press covers the Oscars more than the BAFTAs. So what it becomes is a night of self-congratulation for British and European film that seems completely unnecessary. Nevermind that more non-Americans have won Oscars in acting catagories in the last 8 years (and not a single American won this year), it all seems a bit bitter to announce Atonement the best film of the year just moments after stating that it's the only British film on the ballot.

Now, as to why the BAFTAs are not a good indicator of the Oscars: because they don't want to be. Sometimes there is overlap, as there should be if a performance is particularly spectacular, but Marion Cotillard's BAFTA-followed-by-Oscar does not a predictor make. If anything, it highlights her Oscar upset even more.

That is all.

FINAL OSCAR PICKS

DISCLAIMER: I have not had much time to think about this. Put your money on Peter and the Wolf in the animated short category though.

BEST PICTURE
No Country for Old Men
BEST ACTOR
Daniel Day-Lewis, There Will Be Blood
BEST ACTRESS
Ellen Page, Juno
BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR
Javier Bardem, No Country for Old Men
BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS
Cate Blanchett, I'm Not There
BEST DIRECTOR
Joel and Ethan Coen, No Country for Old Men
BEST ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY
Diablo Cody, Juno
BEST ADAPTED SCREENPLAY
Joel and Ethan Coen, No Country for Old Men

Stay tuned for reaction on Monday.

YAY (a statement)

OK, so the Strike is over, the Oscars are back on... and oh yeah, I am in London and can't watch them.

Anyway, Oscar picks by the end of the week, and when I get back, A Statement About Why the BAFTAs Suck, and A Statement About 30 Rock and How Cool It Is. Aren't you excited?

MY TOP 10 FAVORITE FILMS

Here it is. Before we begin, I expect to see some serious comments re: your top 10, and all of the (incorrect) reasons you think mine are wrong.

10. Juno
9. Love, Actually
8. The Princess Bride
7. Waitress
6. Pride and Prejudice
5. His Girl Friday
4. Pulp Fiction
3. The Incredibles
2. Meet Me in St. Louis
1. The Philadelphia Story

A Statement About Why It's Taking So Long

OK, full disclosure time: I am having trouble coming up with my Top 10 Favorite movies.

Not that I am unsure as to what they are, but it's the order and the dynamics of the thing that are eluding me. I mean, how many classics are too many without being pretentious? And which horrifically stupid but terrifically classic comedy deserves a spot in the top 10? The moral of the story is that I am not blowing off the list, but am instead taking my time to organize my thoughts. I apologize for the delay and hope to have something to say by the end of next week.

On a sad closing note, RIP Heath Ledger. It seems he has joined the ranks of those young, impossibly talented actors whose lives were cut short, seemingly by their talent and the excessive-ness that comes with it. Tragic.

A Statement About My Top 10 Favorite Movies

My Dearest Peeps,
First of all, Happy New Year! Hopefully 2008 will be full of happiness, health and wonderment for all... or at least we will see the end of the writers strike. Stemming from a New Year's Eve conversation, I have decided it is time to grace you all with my top 10 favorite movies of all time.

Soon-ish.

Let me clarify something first: my (or your, or anyone's) Top 10 Favorite Films has nothing to do with the Top 10 Best Films, a list that is much less subjective. Therefore, you will see no Citizen Kane, or The Graduate, or even The Wizard of Oz on my list. That list is a completely different discussion for another time.

So, this is just a note to make that statement and to say that my list is on it's way. I don't believe this is the kind of thing to be rushed or thought-up on the spot, and I expect mine to stick pretty permenantly, pending, of course, the release of other amazing films (you know, should the strike ever end.)

Thusly, dear readers, think of your own picks as well so you can post them later and we can get into a spirited debate about why I am right and you are not.

MERRY NEW YEAR!