Yeah, I’m calling it. I was going to try to squeeze Winter’s Bone in after my SoBeWFF event this afternoon, but after three days immersed in food and drink awesomeness, I’d just be thinking about, like, infusing vodka with habaneros or something. I watched Tangled and a couple short animated films a few days ago; you don’t want to hear about it, I promise. So this year — as in all years — I lose the race. But I saw some great films I wouldn’t have otherwise seen, and learned some good lessons (namely, “watch more movies”) along the way. And you got to listen to me prattle on about it all, so everyone’s a winner. Except maybe you.
Final Death Race Tally: 32 seen, 24 failures.
God of Love
In A Better World
Killing In The Name
The Lost Thing
Madagascar, a Journey Diary
Outside The Law
Strangers No More
Sun Come Up
The Warriors of Qiugang
The Way Back
And now: The Mannies: My Own Personal Oscars. (“The Ciaries” is a competely ridiculous name for a series of fake awards, and I feel confident that Manny Ramirez, Supercat would be both honored and respectful of my choices in these matters.) These aren’t Oscar predictions; they’re my personal favorites in the categories I managed to close out:
Actor in a Leading Role
I am torn precisely in half between Colin Firth and Javier Bardem. But there is only one Manny. So Bardem gets it, because Firth gets the real-life version.
Actress in a Supporting Role
Jacki! Weaver! Jacki! Weaver! Jacki! Weaver!
Animated Feature Film
You guys, these are THE MANNIES. How To Train Your Dragon, naturally.
Gotta go Inception. Come on, how visually cool was Inception?
Black Swan, hands down. Perfect and effective.
I’m tempted to go Black Swan here, but think I have to go with The Social Network. On paper, it’s not the most interesting story in the world, even if it was written by Aaron Sorkin; David Fincher’s the person responsible for turning it into the must-see film it became this year.
Black Swan. Did I mention I really liked Black Swan?
Music (Original Score)
I wasn’t crazy about The Social Network‘s score. And while we’re being honest, I honestly don’t remember the music in Inception. I guess I’ll go classy and say The King’s Speech. (Oscar voters: Please choose anything except 127 Hours, thanks.)
Inception? Maybe? Seriously, who even knows about these categories?
And on that sophisticated note, this year’s death race comes to an end. I’ll be watching the real ceremonies tonight with a cat on my lap and a sneezy husband at my side. Here’s hoping all of Hollywood wears something interesting and that no screen time is wasted on the guy from GasLand. Happy Oscars, everyone!