2021's Oscar Nominees

So, is CODA any good? One of my best friends is the only hearing person in her family and I was tetchy about seeing the movie because nothing could compare to my friend’s own anecdotes

it’s hard for me to say it sucks hard bc it is barely anything at all. the choir teacher scenes are unendurable tho

I thought it was entirely without any artistic merit, but I'm kind of insufferable that way.

xp agree with BN that the choir teacher is probably the worst cliche in a movie filled with them

It’s pleasant, watchable, and entirely unmemorable.

With Will Smith's #Oscars win last night, he now becomes the 17th actor from the 74th Oscar acting class to win an Oscar.

2001 has the highest winning percentage in at least the last 30 years.

Only three nominees remain Oscarless: Tom Wilkinson, Ethan Hawke, & Ian McKellen. pic.twitter.com/AtfuTahB5v

— Nicol 🌸 (@nikowl) March 28, 2022

Oof, remembering what Sean Penn was nominated for that year...

Hawke’s time will come

the performances from the deaf actors elevate it more than it probably deserves to be elevated. i liked richard brody's take on it (tho i liked the movie more than him) where the characters in the film overcome obstacles so easily that it makes you think of how much harder existence can be for disabled people in the real world

xp, that's interesting, i think 2001 is probably the first year i was aware of the oscars happening. i think i can credit/blame that to my entertainment weekly subscription and the involvement of the lord of the rings.

This is why we say “the Scottish play”.

— steven pasquale (@StevePasquale) March 28, 2022

17th actor from the 74th Oscar acting class

Sorry, I'm terrible with numbers and even worse with awards shows. What's this mean?

i think it refers to everyone who was nominated in every acting category in that year's oscars, 5 each from 4 categories

It turns out it was staged. I've reverse Google image searched him and the guy who punched Chris Rock is a professional actor.

— Sridhar Ramesh (@RadishHarmers) March 28, 2022

I know Campion won best director, but 1 win from 12 nominations is a pretty g-d huge collapse for Power of the Dog (and Netflix).

As someone with hearing problems, have zero interest in seeing Coda, which sounds like the Guess Who's Coming To Dinner for deaf people

As the saying goes, can't win 'em all. This was an Oscar year for going the easy route, pretty much from top to bottom.

fwiw, i thought kotsur was genuinely great

I didn't, but I didn't really have a rooting interest in that category either.

i saw coda without the subtitles on and i don't think i missed anything

Let's see if Kotsur is cast in roles intended for actors who can hear.

My niece is learning ASL and my coda friend said that fluency in it means guaranteed employment for the rest of one’s life, interpreters are in high demand always

the film did reinforce my desire to learn asl

Coda, which sounds like the Guess Who's Coming To Dinner for deaf people

Confused swirl of "These Eyes" and "American Woman" going though my head as I skimmed this post.

haha

we warched coda last night & it felt like an extended “very special episode” of Degrassi Junior High

like, not as a takedown bc i did love Degrassi… but it was just so much more slight & clichéd than i expected. i love the scene where she sings for her dad, and sings & signs for her family, and i love marlee matlin always. but overall it was just kinda there & sort of bland. it felt more like The Fault in Our Stars or something

the arguable climax of "drive my car" is entirely in sign language, just give the dang oscar to "drive my car"!

ppl who know sign language have legitimate complaints about drive my car

oh, what are they?

It's 3 hours long, it's slow, no superheroes...

lol

No one’s really talking about how it might have been traumatic to see actual violence - not Hollywood pretend violence - on live TV. It was deeply unsettling to watch it, and to rewatch it as we all have. No one bargained for that.

— S.E. Cupp (@secupp) March 30, 2022

it was deeply unsettling to watch it, to rewatch it, to loop it endlessly on our immersive curved bedroom displays

I know what she means, real violence is definitely unsettling to watch. But — and I am not trying to be flippant — this to me really just looked like two guys at a bar on a Saturday night. So the degree to which people find it unsettling might depend on how much actual violence they've seen.

yeah lol i was more watching the mechanics of it all

how Smith delivered the slap (he fully delivered from the hip, that shit had to hurt) & how Rock absorbed it, even kept his hands by his side …

I mean, I was as unsettled if not more to know that the group that gave Parasite and Nomadland the top prize can still, on a dime, revert back to Marty mode.

i expect more from the man who played muhammad ali. ali never would've committed violence on tv

We're all sick of The Takes on this, but Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's is (as usual) a solid one: https://kareem.substack.com/p/will-smith-did-a-bad-bad-thing?s=r

On the opposite end of the spectrum...

The Slap and the Apology: Will Smith’s Most Important Performance
by A.W.

Will Smith deserved his Academy Award at Sunday night’s Oscar ceremonies — not for his mush-mouthed performance in King Richard but for his more instructive display of Millennial black male confusion.

No one should feel superior to what has been called Smith’s “lack of self-control” when he walked on stage and slapped comic Chris Rock, or to Smith’s teary-eyed conflation of shame and ego when he later accepted an Oscar as Best Actor. Both moments ripped the lid off the Oscar charade in which mainstream media pretend to uphold values they have abandoned long ago.

Smith’s outbursts also revealed the unhealthy standards that have overtaken our culture, confounding ideas about race, gender, and art.

Will and Race

Another Will — Will Packer, who produced the Oscar telecast — previously produced the third-rate race movies Think Like a Man, Girls Trip, and Obsessed. So this assignment was a career upgrade in an industry committed to flaunting political correctness, making race, gender, and liberal politics its focus. Packer’s mission to increase the show’s racial (black) quotient unbalanced its usual feminist, lefty bias.

Packer made this the hip-hop Oscars — where black American culture, today the most degraded yet politically manipulated it has ever been, would set the show’s criterion. (It was sponsored and broadcast by Disney/ABC, the network that, with shows such as Good Morning America and The View or prime time’s blackish and Abbott High, is most committed to race-based programming.) Hip-hop clichés ruled, from a DJ replacing the usual movie-theme orchestra (lest viewers mistakenly expect learned black musicians) to numerous black celebrity appearances and a raucous peanut gallery suspiciously miked to emphasize audience participation, as on the BET and Soul Train awards.

This was the setting in which Will Smith, the most successful movie star to emerge from hip-hop, took the front-row, king-of-Hollywood seat formerly reserved for Jack Nicholson. Hollywood tradition was revamped — ignored just like eight of the award categories Packer had eliminated from the broadcast. (Airtime was needed for Beyoncé’s musical tribute to Compton, home of Venus and Serena Williams and the setting of King Richard, depicted in a kitschy tennis-ball fantasia.) Packer made it Smith’s turf.

These are the terms by which Smith’s walk onto the stage continued the racial prerogative displayed last year when Regina King opened the show by strutting forth to proclaim her pride as “a black mother,” a narcissistic way of congratulating the Academy’s wokeness. Such a show of will — as in racialized resolve and determination — is acted out at the Academy’s behest.

Both Wills understand that hip-hop cred can be traded for Hollywood-hustler opportunity, but few others realized that its street primacy was inevitable. Former Oscar host Chris Rock appeared secure in his status as Hollywood jester, but his attempt at celeb bonhomie hit the roadblock of unpredictable hip-hop egotism. And so the personal drive and private motivation behind the world’s favorite swaggering verbal invention — knowable only through aggressive performance and creativity — resulted in what’s commonly known as a “bitch-slap.”

It happened on stage, but it resembled a behind-the-scenes, at-the-club rap battle. If America failed to heed Eminem’s 8 Mile and Joseph Kahn’s remarkable Bodied, about hip-hop ethos, all America knows that ethos now. Smith showed his superiority to Eminem after the slap, when he returned to his seat and shouted twice to Rock the lesson that the slap was intended to teach: “Keep my wife’s name out your f***ing mouth!” This was hip-hop — with a “Yes!” linking the two declarations. Smith, glib talent and untrained street actor, has never been more convincing than when announcing the shocking terms of the arrival of New Black Hollywood. Throughout Hollywood’s fabled lore (such as the infamous Jennings Lang–Walter Wanger castration dispute), only studio bosses talked like that. Rappers call such language “boss.” The drag world calls it “realness.” We are hypocrites to pretend otherwise.

Will and Gender

Equally unsettling was the Oscar show’s not-clever, unfunny feminism. Three female hosts representing a range of unpleasant post-Madonna, post-Pelosi postures hit bottom when Regina Hall’s skit reversed the sexual impropriety that has shaken the industry’s self-confidence and bared its double standards. (Wanda Sykes even got in a Harvey Weinstein jab.) But Will Smith, showing suave modesty that’s gone unmentioned, refused to participate in Hall’s lewdness. This reserve belongs to his quaint early style of hip-hop that sometimes acknowledged masculine, patriarchal discretion. That slap didn’t have to be an act of chivalry (although that, too, occurs in hip-hop) to express Smith’s indignation. It was part of Smith’s do-gooder psychological split — at its best in After Earth and Concussion and at its least convincing in The Pursuit of Happyness, Ali, and King Richard.

Will and Art

The acceptance speech and impromptu apology will stand as the most compelling moments of Will Smith’s career. But the emotional mash-up invites us to examine the very human behavior that the Oscars — full of self-righteous self-congratulation — have squandered. Could anyone reasonably expect civility from a show celebrating films full of the ugliest human behavior? Will Smith, this year’s Oscar representative, is another victim of the degradation that hip-hop (through showbiz and political manipulation) has inflicted on society — especially among black men. The Fresh Prince of Bel Air is clearly an upwardly mobile lie disguising the inner turmoil that came out of Smith on Oscar night.

It is disingenuous to expect Smith to be the Fresh Prince or to doubt his sincere confusion. If Denzel Washington’s phony evangelism — “At your highest point, that’s when the devil comes for you,” he warned Smith — represents advice from Smith’s best role model in the industry, no wonder Smith is in trouble. Yet that feeble grasping for black gospel fundamentals is preferable to the night’s most specious address: Jessica Chastain’s acceptance speech as winner of the Best Actress award for her role in The Eyes of Tammy Faye, a speech in which she simultaneously sought LGBTQ favor and threw Tammy Faye Bakker’s spirituality under the bus.

For a performer who began as an entertainer to receive Academy Award recognition only when he essays pseudo biopics of nonthreatening black men proves that Will Smith has always had trouble reconciling his own life with art. It’s a quandary unique to how black pop culture — hip-hop specifically — has failed to answer the needs of its audience and participants.

Even hip-hop comedian Chris Rock suffers this confusion; his dubious humor (why must a person’s physical appearance be the occasion for jokes?) makes the quiddities of black experience acceptable to outsiders — similar to the way conservatives admire the adversarial comics Bill Maher and Jon Stewart. No one could be faulted for seeing the incident as a slap-back at the showbiz establishment’s most obnoxious figure.

Ambivalence is the best way to feel about this. Instead of the Academy’s punishing Will Smith (who simply wasn’t mature enough to just walk out on the circus as Eddie Murphy did in 2007), some screenwriter should be inspired to help him in his search for art and for moral equilibrium. Will Smith has embarrassingly exposed himself. But he exposes the Oscars’ race-baiting hypocrisy, too.

that abdul-jabbar essay is horrible

it's like a summary of the worst twitter takes cf.

As for the damage to show business, Smith’s violence is an implied threat to all comedians who now have to worry that an edgy or insulting joke might be met with violence. Good thing Don Rickles, Bill Burr, or Ricky Gervais weren’t there. As comedian Kathy Griffin tweeted: “Now we all have to worry about who wants to be the next Will Smith in comedy clubs and theaters.”

an implied threat to all comedians, heavens

As someone who previously eye-rolled at Griffin's take, I probably sound like a bit of a hypocrite by endorsing this piece, but I felt that overall, he was coming from a place more sincere and nuanced than her "Won't someone please think of the comedians?!"

i suppose i’m not coming from a position where i could read a paragraph like that evenly

also need to stop reading about this at all

Fair. I felt like I was done talking/thinking about this some time around Monday afternoon, so I should probably just stop engaging with it, whether the source is reasonable (Kareem) or batshit (Armond).

should've figured that was who "AW" was

Kareem's take was sensible imo

I agree.

also, this growing Twitter consensus that no other celebrities (let alone people in general) should be allowed to voice an opinion about this is fucking weird to me.

The Smith Stan Army turned out to be more dangerous than the K-Hive or Swifties.

BTS Army could still probably take them though

The incident was way beneath the oscars - it was really disheartening and it cast a pall on everything that came after it, in retrospect even more so

but the whole ceremony was also beneath the oscars: the shocking disregard for and dismissal of films, the horrible sound quality of the musical numbers, the relegation of multiple categories to pre-taped segments, the allowance of random non-film people to banter at length while winners like Hamaguchi were played off the stage (three times!)

Too many sex criminals have won Oscars for anything to be beneath them.

wait Jessica Chastain won best actress for Eyes of Tammy Faye? it felt like she was doing a bad SNL character that whole movie.