Bette Davis knocks it outta the park in ‘Jezebel’

The definition of “jezebel” per dictionary.com is: a wicked, shameless, scheming woman. I didn’t know that going in, which made the movie of the same name starring Bette Davis all the more alluring. Had I’d known, my experience would have lacked.

In 1938, Davis won her second and (amazingly) last Academy award for her role as tempestuous schemer from the south, Julie Marsden in “Jezebel.” (She would have 8 other Oscar nominations in her career.) The film was based off of a play and was written with Davis in mind, and after watching it, I know why.

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Davis in many ways paralled her character in that they both aimed to challenge authority and tradition. The film is set in 1856, where unmarried women were expected to always wear white. (I imagine to symbolize their virginity.) Davis’ character creates a scandal when she orders a brazen scarlet gown to wear to the Olympus Ball. You can guess where it goes from there.

“Jezebel” was released in 1938, and two years earlier, Davis was involved in a lawsuit brought on by the big wigs at Warner Bros. Back then, actors were signed to 7-year contracts, which meant exclusivity with that studio and suspension if they declined roles. Davis felt accepting mediocre parts was damaging her career. She was one of the first female actresses to fight to choose which parts to play. The lawsuit didn’t end in her favor, but it paved the way for the 1940′s, where Olivia de Havilland (her co-star in “Hush … Hush, sweet Charlotte) fought and won. It was a major breakthrough for Hollywood.

During the lawsuit, Davis was portrayed by the media as ungrateful and greedy; she underwent much scrutiny but stuck to her guns — just like her character in “Jezebel.” At one moment, Julie Marsden is plotting catastrophe, the next, she is remorseful and yearning for redemption. Davis portrayed this with such acute grace and skill.

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(Spoiler alert:) In “Jezebel,” Davis’ character martyrs herself as a way to atone for her indiscretions (i.e. manipulating a man to his death, attempting to seduce another married man). She uses her will to fight as fuel to seal her fate on an island overrun with lepers and an epidemic of yellow fever. As she’s driven away on a carriage of those nearly dead, she seems to finally be at peace — confident and comforted by her decision. (Eerie.)

With all that Bette Davis and Julie Marsden share in common, it was as if, Davis harbored her own regrets, and it was only through her craft of acting that she could or would allow herself to let them float to the surface.

Pride in self-sacrifice. Never in life for Bette Davis, but she had the will and skill to knock it outta the park in the realm which she ruled: acting. If you want to see one of Hollywood’s greatest in one of her most acclaimed roles, “Jezebel” is well-worth your time.

Click here to watch the trailer.

Rest in peace, Elizabeth Taylor

ELIZABETH TAYLOR

Hollywood lost an icon today.

Elizabeth Taylor passed away at age 79 from congestive heart failure. I remember her in  BUTTERFIELD 8 and WHO’S AFRAID OF VIRGINIA WOOLF?, which happen to be the two films for which she received Oscars for Best Actress in a Leading Role. (She was nominated for CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF; SUDDENLY, LAST SUMMER; and RAINTREE COUNTY.)

These two performances showcase her true versatility. In BUTTERFIELD 8, she plays a flawed, vulnerable call-girl who meets a tragic end and in VIRGINIA WOOLF, she gives a tour-de-force as the violent half of a seemingly doomed marriage.

As the Associated Press reported:

Her defining role, one that lasted long past her moviemaking days, was “Elizabeth Taylor,” ever marrying and divorcing, in and out of hospitals, gaining and losing weight, standing by Michael Jackson, Rock Hudson and other troubled friends, acquiring a jewelry collection that seemed to rival Tiffany’s.

She was also known for her humanitarian work. In 1993, she received the Jean Hersholt Humanitarian Award from the Academy. Click here to read AP’s full obituary on Elizabeth Taylor.

There may never be another woman in Hollywood like Elizabeth Taylor. We all lost a legend today.

Click here to read an article on Elizabeth Taylor’s renowned beauty.

Red Riding Hood’s formula is tween gold

Catherine Hardwicke decided to bank on the for-sure money-making demographic: tweens, and direct the new film, RED RIDING HOOD, starring Amanda Seyfried and Gary Oldman. Hardwicke hit the jackpot with TWILIGHT, the first film of the hit saga. But for No. 2 in the series, she was replaced with director Chris Weitz (seemingly because he knew how to work CG animals, i.e. his polar bears in GOLDEN COMPASS. Note for non-Twilighters: NEW MOON features werewolves!)

RED RIDING HOOD

I wondered if as an added “sock it to the studio that dumped me,” she picked RED RIDING HOOD to direct so she could show just how well she’d pull off the effects for a big, bad wolf. And…she did an OK job. (They still weren’t as good as NEW MOON’s, sorry Catherine.)

That aside, the movie was exactly what might appeal to those trying to gain from TWILIGHT-mania overflow: a love triangle, little adventure, lots of fantasy. It takes place during an ambiguous time period that “could be” post-apocolyptic or hundreds of years ago. (For director Hardwicke, this might have been an afterthought/easy explanation for granny wearing dreadlocks and a headscarf in the movie.)

It wasn’t much of a film. I had fun playing the guessing game, and Hardwicke obviously had fun bouncing suspicion among characters. Gary Oldman can’t really do period pieces anymore, Virginia Madsen takes a huge step down from her Oscar-nominated days and  we’re introduced to two new budding heart-throbs: Shiloh Fernandez (the bad boy) and Max Irons (the one your mom likes).

Not surprisingly, the ending kept it open for a sequel, which I’m sure would be right up director Hardwicke’s alley, prime for her wallet, and would show those big, bad execs at Summit Entertainment that she can handle directing a saga.

Here’s the trailer.

Just to spread the love, this song stuck in my head while I wrote. Hope you enjoy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1JOwxnVoG6Q

Bette Davis, wowza

DAVIS

Lately, I’ve been dipping into a lot of classic movies starring Bette Davis: “Now, Voyager,” “The Letter,” “Hush … Hush Sweet Charlotte,” “The Star,” and the topper, “All About Eve,” which is tied with “Titanic” for the most Oscar nominations of all time. I’d always heard about Bette Davis and her turbulent relationship with Warner Bros. and her rivalry with Joan Crawford, but I wanted to check out her acting chops for myself … and she’s wonderful.

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One thing that amazes me about classic movie stars is their looks. Women like Davis and Lauren Bacall are so unique in their beauty. Davis’ large eyes (that inspired a pop song decades later) and Bacall’s striking eye brows and high cheek bones. They’re looks are distinctive. (I remember seeing them portrayed in old cartoons along with Humphrey Bogart and Clark Gable.)

Bette Davis was sleek and intense, and she broke barriers for women in Hollywood. If you’re interested in taking a look at Oscar-worthy writing, acting and direction, check out “All About Eve.” The film takes a look at the ins, outs and  cut-throat nature of theater, and in turn, Hollywood.

I saw a lot of parallels between “Eve” and “Being Julia,” starring Annette Bening (who was nominated by the Academy for Best Actress in this role.) Both films reveal the backward deals and revenge that come with reaching the top. (Spoiler alert:) I feel “Julia” was more triumphant: the heroine gets her payback and continues to rule in her craft, but in “Eve,” the ruthless ingenue succeeds – but what awaits her is an upcoming actress, much like her former self. We never see Eve get her payback, but the vicious cycle is made clear.

If you’re feeling up for classic themes or superior acting, I would recommend either of these movies or nearly any movie by Bette Davis. Next up for me is “Jezebel,” a film where Davis won her second and final Academy Award, though she had nine nominations to boot.

Here’s Kim Carnes singing “Bette Davis Eyes.”

Charlie Sheen one-ups the Oscars

The Oscars. Most of the banter Monday was about Melissa Leo dropping the F bomb during her lengthy acceptance speech for best supporting actress in “The Fighter,” Kirk Douglas’ appearance as a presenter, and Charlie Sheen … who was not nominated for an Academy Award, but was interviewed on the Today Show Monday morning, and his outlandish behavior is upstaging Oscar talk, unfortunately.

SHEEN

To catch you up, CBS canceled Sheen’s TV show, “Two and a Half Men,” due to his recent public behavior, which included calling out the show’s creator, Chuck Lorre. Sheen is now demanding CBS publicly apologize “while licking his feet.”

When asked how long he’s been clean, Sheen simply stated “drugs tests don’t lie.” This was also his answer to the interviewer’s question: “When was the last time you did drugs?” Sheen replied: “I don’t know. I don’t care. Drug tests don’t lie. Score boards don’t lie.” It’s my understanding that recovering addicts know to the hour how long they’ve been clean, but you can make up your own mind. He seemed to be high on something, but according to Charlie Sheen, he was high on a drug called … Charlie Sheen. (Comedian Patton Oswalt posted this on Twitter: David Simon needs to do a 6th season of THE WIRE, where Marlo and his crew start selling Charlie Sheen on the corners.)

So enough about Charlie, his rant and his alleged sobriety. The Oscars were sort of ho-hum. I watched the awards show with several who loved James Franco’s dead-pan humor. It didn’t work for me, and Anne Hathaway was really endearing, cute and sweet, but that didn’t work for me either despite her many wardrobe changes. Oscar hosts should be more commanding. Let’s get Alec Baldwin back. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate these actors and look forward to their work. In fact, I wondered if Franco was drafted to play the “dumb stoner,” which is a shame because he is anything but. He’s working on his MFA at Columbia University and recently finished filming his directorial debut movie.

FIRTH

The King’s Speech swept the big Oscar categories with wins for Best Picture, Best Director (Tom Hooper) and Best Actor (Colin Firth). I wondered if the Academy didn’t tip the scales for Firth as a compensation for last year’s loss for his role in “A Single Man.” (Jeff Bridges snagged it in 2009 for playing an over-the-hill country star battling alcoholism in “Crazy Heart.” If there was a time to split the gold statuette, last year would have been one of them.)

Many were surprised at Trent Reznor’s win for Best Original Score for “The Social Network” over Hans Zimmer for “Inception.” Christian Bale plugged Dick Ecklund’s website during his acceptance speech for best supporting actor in “The Fighter.” Some boos were heard in the crowd. Natalie Portman’s fiancee, Brian Millipied, helped her up the stairs to accept the Best Actress Oscar, a sweet assistance considering she’s pregnant. Her speech started beautifully and genuine, and I almost teared when she said she’s training for her most important role, as a mother.

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Jennifer Hudson presented the award for Best Song, and the whole time she was on stage, I wanted her to tear it up with her power-house talent, but alas, she wasn’t there to sing. Randy Newman won his Nth Oscar for Best Song.  And later, I felt tense and empathetic during Gwyneth Paltrow’s performance of “Coming Home” from her movie, “Country Strong.” What an audience to perform for.

Here’s a list of winners at the 83rd Academy Awards, and here’s a photo gallery.

Let’s talk about the show, the winners, losers, hosts. What did you think about the event?

OSCARS: One opinion on best supporting nominations

Christian Bale and Melissa Leo have a fighting
chance at supporting-actor Oscars

By Rafer Guzman
Newsday

Where’s Justin Timberlake?

In “The Social Network,” he had the small but crucial role of a slick-talking dot-commer who walked away with a slice of the Facebook pie. Critics were impressed, but when Oscar nods were announced, Timberlake’s name was not called. In the meantime, Timberlake will surely be graciously cheering for his colleagues in this year’s best supporting actor category. Here are the contenders:

  • Jeremy Renner, “The Town.” Renner followed up his reckless Army bomb defuser in 2009’s “The Hurt Locker” with a trigger-happy bank robber in this crime drama from Ben Affleck. Renner again drew fine notices, but his rising star hasn’t yet hit the firmament.
  • Mark Ruffalo, “The Kids Are All Right.” Call him the straight man in this comedy-drama about a lesbian couple. Though widely considered a top-notch actor, Ruffalo has a natural, deceptively easy style, which may explain why he had never before gotten an Oscar nomination.
  • John Hawkes, “Winter’s Bone.” John who? Think of him as a male Melissa Leo. After years of hard work in the bit-part trenches, he lands a major role in this gritty indie drama and now, at 51, finds himself in need of an Oscar-night tuxedo. He won’t win, but he’s worth rooting for.
  • Geoffrey Rush, “The King’s Speech.” In any other year, Rush would win for his terrific portrayal of real-life eccentric vocal coach Lionel Logue. The movie will likely win many awards, just not this one.
  • Christian Bale, “The Fighter.” And in this corner, it’s not the movie’s star, Mark Wahlberg, but Bale who seems destined for an Oscar knockout. Bale dropped 30 pounds to play a crack-addicted former boxer, and his performance has made him the heavyweight in this fight.

Best Supporting Actress

The winner seems already decided, but this year’s list of supporting actress Oscar nominees is still full of surprises.

One is Jacki Weaver, an Australian few Americans had heard of until she earned a nod for playing a crime-family matriarch in the thriller “Animal Kingdom.” Another is young Hailee Steinfeld, who plays a little girl gunning for rough justice in “True Grit,” the Coen brothers Western that has done unexpectedly well at the Oscars with 10 nominations, second only to “The King’s Speech” with 12.

There’s also the Melissa Leo question. The front-runner’s unorthodox Oscar campaign, in which she took out her own ads in trade publications, has raised enough eyebrows that a last-minute win for Helena Bonham Carter (“The King’s Speech”) almost seems possible.

Leo remains the front-runner, but the mini-scandal has at least helped spice up this particular race. Here are the ladies in waiting:

  • Amy Adams, “The Fighter.” As a no-nonsense bartender, Adams delivered one of this film’s best performances. But just as Mark Wahlberg paled next to Christian Bale, Adams has been outshone by Leo.
  • Hailee Steinfeld, “True Grit.” The bad news: She won’t win. The good news: She’s now an Oscar-nominated 14-year-old whose first major role came in a Coen brothers film alongside Jeff Bridges, Matt Damon and Josh Brolin.
  • Jacki Weaver, “Animal Kingdom.” This film has earned just over $1 million in ticket sales, according to BoxOfficeMojo, which means few people have even seen it. Luckily for Weaver, academy voters were among them.
  • Helena Bonham Carter, “The King’s Speech.” After a long stretch of cartoony roles in the “Harry Potter” films and partner Tim Burton’s 2010 version of “Alice in Wonderland,” Bonham returned to classical form as the young Queen Mother. The contrarian view says this could be her year.
  • Melissa Leo, “The Fighter.” As the chain-smoking mother of a crack addict, Leo delivered such a spot-on performance that this race seems hers to lose. And could she, given her rogue Oscar campaign? Either way, let’s hope for a close-up when the winner is announced.

The best (and worst) supporting Oscars hosts

By Steven Rea
McClatchy News

Will James Franco pull a poem out of his tux, or read an excerpt from one of his short stories? Will Anne Hathaway break into song?

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Will the two of them, virgin cohosts of the 83d Academy Awards, dazzle the Kodak Theatre crowd Sunday night — and more important, dazzle the millions of viewers around the globe? Or will the untested duo drown in a pool of commingled flop sweat?

Franco, 32, and Hathaway, 28, are joining a small club of men and women who have hosted the Academy Awards ceremony since its inception in 1929, when the first Oscar ceremony — untelevised, obviously, but also un-radioized — took place at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel.

Douglas Fairbanks and William C. deMille worked the room that night. Lionel Barrymore, Will Rogers and director Frank Capra were among those who took turns in those early years. And in 1940, the ski-nosed comic actor Bob Hope hosted for the first time (“Gone With the Wind” won best picture).

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Hope, of course, went on to front 17 more Oscarfests, ending his marathon run in 1978 (“Annie Hall” took home the best picture prize). His signature shtick was to bemoan the academy’s complete lack of recognition when it came to his own screen performances.

“Welcome to the Academy Awards, or as it’s known at my house, Passover!” Hope quipped at the opening of the 1969 show.

“Hosting the Oscars is a very difficult job, because everybody sees you,” says Gil Cates, who produced a record 14 Academy Award telecasts — and handpicked Billy Crystal, Whoopi Goldberg, David Letterman, Steve Martin, Chris Rock and Jon Stewart to preside over those Hollywood lovefests. “It’s not like making a lousy movie, where it just dies. Not only do your colleagues see you, but the agents, the elevator man in your building, the guy who parks your car — everyone sees you.

You need a really strong constitution to be an Oscar host, Cates said. And because of that, Cates says, he has found that standup comedians — folks who have spent years in the field, dodging rotten fruit, overcoming assorted humiliations, thinking fast on their feet — are the breed best suited.

“They are used to the unexpected, they’re used to carrying the weight of a show on their shoulders, and they really know how to play a room. … They feel comfortable in that job.”

Johnny Carson, who hosted five times in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s, demonstrated particular cool.

“His timing was so impeccable, and he was a Hollywood insider, and yet he was a man of the people, too,” says Mary Murphy, a senior lecturer at University of Southern California’s Annenberg School of Journalism.

Billy Crystal, an eight-timer, had his share of inspired moments, in addition to introducing, and inserting himself into, the best-picture parody clips.

Not that there haven’t been successful hosts who weren’t professional joke-slingers. David Niven, the dapper British actor (and Oscar winner, in 1958, for “Separate Tables”), proved his mettle in 1974 when — as he was about to introduce the presenter for the best-picture prize at the 46th Academy Awards — a stark-naked guy trotted across the stage.

Missing barely a beat, Niven responded to the streaker by noting to the audience, “Isn’t it fascinating to think that probably the only laugh that man will ever get in his life is by stripping off and showing his shortcomings?”

But there have been hosts who have died out there, too. Jerry Lewis, cohosting the 31st Oscars in 1959, found himself in the unexpected position of having too much time on his hands. Thanks to overzealous scheduling by producer Jerry Wald, the show came up almost 20 minutes short. The rubber-faced comic started ad-libbing, pulling celebs out of the seats, taking a baton to the orchestra, and even tooting on a trumpet. The network eventually gave the comedian the proverbial heave-ho, finishing the evening with a rerun of a sports show.

And politics can sour the mood, too. When Marlon Brando dispatched Sacheen Littlefeather, an Apache, to speak about American Indian rights on his behalf when he won the best-actor Oscar in 1973, many, including that year’s cohost Charlton Heston, found the move unfitting.

Heston (whose late arrival that night forced Clint Eastwood to read Heston’s jokes from the cue cards) described the absent-Brando stunt as childish.

“The American Indian needs better friends than that,” he observed, post-telecast.

USC’s Murphy, also a contributor to Entertainment Tonight, notes that “every Oscar host I’ve ever interviewed has said it is just the most nerve-racking job that they have ever had. It takes months and months of preparation … and even for the best people on TV, it is a really hard gig. …”

And it helps to be an industry insider, she says. Neither Letterman nor Stewart went down especially well with the betuxed and begowned A-listers when the New York-based (and New York-acerbic) talk-show guys made their respective bows on the Oscar stage.

“Some of the edgier hosts, like Jon Stewart or David Letterman, did not get well-received by people in the room,” says Matt McDaniel, managing editor of Yahoo Movies. “Even though I personally, as a viewer, really enjoyed both of them, it seemed like they were playing to hostile crowds sometimes, because they didn’t seem deferential.”

That shouldn’t be a problem for Franco — nominated, by the way, for best actor for his role in “127 Hours” — or for Hathaway. After all, they’re working actors, and they’d like to work again. Dissing the big-time producers and directors in the audience isn’t going to help.

But then again, they might be able to get away with stuff that Letterman and Stewart could not.

“By having actors — movie stars, really — in the roles of host, the crowd might be a little more forgiving,” says McDaniel. “Because, if they poke fun at the Oscars, they are insiders. They’re part of the community.”

Oscar buzz catapults relative unknowns into spotlight

By John Anderson
Newsday

Oscar night is about glitz and dresses and famous people, but every now and then, relative unknowns get a ticket to the Academy Awards sweepstakes. They don’t usually win _ just being nominated, as they say, is honor enough (sob).

But they’re in the mix, which this year includes several performers who may not be well known now but likely will be soon. Here’s a who’s who:

Jacki Weaver

(Nominated for Best Supporting Actress for “Animal Kingdom”) To find the work of this extraordinary Australian actress invading American shores, one has to go back to 1975 and Peter Weir’s “Picnic at Hanging Rock,” which hardly called for the kind of latent evil Weaver brings to the role of Janine “Smurf” Cody, the monstrous matriarch of “Animal Kingdom.”

In first-time director David Michod’s socio-psycho-crime drama, Weaver is a smiling Mama Macbeth who manipulates her criminal brood with faux-mother love, her black hole of a heart and a creepy kiss on the lips for her murderous boys. “Smurf” prompts one to look for comparisons to other roles and performances. “Mommie Dearest” would spring to mind, if Joan Crawford had actually been homicidal. But Weaver’s Janine is apt to become the bad mother by which others are measured.

Born in New South Wales, Weaver has had an erratic career. Before her reappearance in 2007, she’d been inactive for 10 years. She has worked almost exclusively in Australia, largely on television, and the Oscar nomination is just one of many recognitions for her “Animal Kingdom” performance, and a large, and largely unsung, talent.

John Hawkes

(Nominated for Best Supporting Actor for “Winter’s Bone”) Hawkes is a kind of classic case, the character actor who kicks around in smaller parts until the perfect one kicks him into the big time. His nomination for the menacing crystal-meth addict Teardrop in “Winter’s Bone” is just one of the honors the 51-year-old performer is now getting after a career spent habituating horror movies (“Scary Movie”), studio productions (“The Perfect Storm”), standout indies (“Me and You and Everyone We Know”) and television (he was in “24” and “Lost” was Sol Star in HBO’s “Deadwood”).

Originally from Minnesota, and a musician as well as an actor, Hawkes will be seen in “Martha Marcy May Marlene,” which was well-received at the recent Sundance Film Festival. Hawkes plays a Charles Manson-inspired cult leader, a role for which his rawboned look and actorly intensity seemed a perfect fit.

Jennifer Lawrence

(Nominated for Best Actress for “Winter’s Bone”) After being pitched all manner of unsuitable performers, director Deborah Granik held her ground: The actress she wanted for “Winter’s Bone” and its leading Ozarkian character, Ree Dolly, didn’t have to be an unknown, but she had to be young. She had to be able to play American. And to sound American.

“And then Jennifer walked in,” Granik said, “a complete unknown. And from Kentucky, no less.” Not only that, she could act.

Lawrence was among the breakout success stories of 2010, after only about four years doing mostly television: She played a member of the Pearson family on “The Bill Engvall Show” (2007-09), made several appearances on “Medium” and appeared opposite Charlize Theron in “The Burning Plain.” But “Winter’s Bone” is her big moment and one that, in one regard at least, she’d like to leave behind.

Since her Oscar nomination, Lawrence has appeared only in the most flattering and glamorous photo layouts, ones that accentuate her rather considerable good looks and capacity to play other-than-Ree Dolly roles. Clearly, this is one woman who’s not intending to get pigeonholed.

Hailee Steinfeld

(Nominated for Best Supporting Actress for “True Grit”) Although the 14-year-old Californian should be the freshest face in the bunch, she’s actually been working as long as Jennifer Lawrence has. Although if you missed “Summer Camp,” or the single season of TV’s “Back to You,” you probably missed her.

Steinfeld isn’t even close to being the youngest best supporting actress nominee (Tatum O’Neal was 10 when she won; Anna Paquin was 11). But the young star of “True Grit,” in which she plays the self-possessed Mattie Ross, who hires Jeff Bridges’ Rooster Cogburn to find the man who killed her father, carries more of the film than most child stars are ever called upon to carry.

She might have been nominated for best actress, but in the realities of Oscar World, no kid is going to take it away from Natalie Portman, unless that kid is named Annette Bening. For all the doubt about Oscar strategies, however, there’s little doubt about the talents of Steinfeld, whose ferociously intelligent Mattie makes a pretty valiant stab at stealing the movie from her alcoholic, one-eyed saddle pal.

From obscurity to winner

It’s not uncommon for the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences to recognize great performances by relatively obscure performers. What’s rare is when those nominees actually get an Oscar. The following are a few winners who defied the odds, as well as some formidable competition. (The years designate that of a film’s release.)

COTILLARD

Marion Cotillard, Best Actress, “La Vie en Rose,” 2007. Anyone who actually saw Cotillard impersonate the late, great Edith Piaf felt justice was served, but since the film was in French, and the competition consisted of Cate Blanchett (“Elizabeth: The Golden Age”), Julie Christie (“Away From Her”), Laura Linney (“The Savages”) and Ellen Page (“Juno”), it was something of a coup d’statuette.

BRODY

Adrien Brody, Best Actor, “The Pianist,” 2002. Brody was easily the least known of the competition that year (Nicolas Cage, Michael Caine, Daniel Day-Lewis and Jack Nicholson), but “The Pianist” was on a roll. Roman Polanski won best director nd many said, had the film better timed, it might have won best picture (which went to “Chicago”).

BENINGI

Roberto Benigni, Best Actor, “Life Is Beautiful,” 1998. He was so delighted he climbed over chairs; Oscar voters might have hid under them. Nevertheless, Benigni pulled off one of the great Oscar upsets by topping Tom Hanks (“Saving Private Ryan”), Ian McKellen (“Gods and Monsters”), Nick Nolte (“Affliction”) and Edward Norton (“American History X”).

FRICKER

Brenda Fricker, Best Supporting Actress, “My Left Foot,” 1989. Moviegoers may have known the work of the formidable Irish actress, but maybe not as well as they knew her competition — Anjelica Huston and Lena Olin (both for “Enemies: A Love Story”), Julia Roberts (“Steel Magnolias”) and Dianne Wiest (“Parenthood”).

NGOR

Haing S. Ngor, Best Supporting Actor, “The Killing Fields,” 1984. Ngor, a Cambodian doctor and author who died in 1996, played his countryman Dith Pran in Roland Joffe’s film and won out over Adolph Caesar (“A Soldier’s Story”), John Malkovich (“Places in the Heart”), Noriyuki “Pat” Morita (“The Karate Kid”) and Ralph Richardson (“Greystoke: The Legend of Tarzan, Lord of the Apes”).

Coen brothers up for another Oscar this weekend

I’ve appreciated Joel and Ethan Coen’s films since I was a teenager. From “Blood Simple” to “No Country For Old Men.” I gave a standing ovation when they won Best Film and Best Director Oscars for the latter. But “True Grit,” their remake of the John Wayne movie up for an Academy Award on Sunday, just didn’t do it for me.

Its characters were phenomenal, Hailee Seinfeld’s performance is Oscar-worthy, but the ending was too abrupt, not to mention the seemingly low budget effects they used during Jeff Bridges’ heroic scene at the end. But these are my only criticisms, and I rarely have any when it comes to their work. I think “True Grit” is worth the Oscar nomination, but I don’t think it necessarily deserves to or will win. But I may stand corrected on Sunday.

Here’s a Q and A with the Coen brothers, if you’re as into them as I am, you might enjoy it.

Minnesota director brothers could win another Oscar

By Joe Williams
McClatchy News

Joel and Ethan Coen have written, directed and produced some of the smartest and most iconic movies of the modern era, from cult comedies such as “Raising Arizona” and “The Big Lebowski” to Oscar-winning crime thrillers such as “Fargo” and “No Country for Old Men.”

Now the Coens have the biggest hit of their careers with “True Grit,” a Western remake that is nominated for 10 Academy Awards, including three for the brothers’ disparate duties.

We recently spoke by phone with Joel (the taller and older one who is married to actress Frances McDormand) and Ethan (a poet and short-story writer) about the craft of turning words into movies.

Q: Until “O Brother, Where Art Thou,” which you cheekily co-credited to the Greek poet Homer, all of your scripts were original ideas. But then you adapted an existing story for “Intolerable Cruelty,” and “The Ladykillers” was a remake of a classic British comedy, and you won a slew of Academy Awards for “No Country for Old Men,” which was based on the novel by Cormac McCarthy. Now you’ve done “True Grit,” which is a remake of a John Wayne Western that was based on a Charles Portis novel. Why did you choose that project?

Joel Coen: We had both read the novel many years ago, when we were in college, as well as several other novels by Charles Portis. Then, a few years ago, we reread it and were really taken by the humor and by the voice of this 14-year-old girl who narrates it. We thought, “This is something we haven’t seen before.” Of course, we had seen the original movie with John Wayne when we were kids, but that seemed so distant in our memory, while the novel seemed so fresh. It’s a very lean revenge story, with three characters pursuing some interesting bad guys. The lines are very clean.

Q: Every character in “True Grit” is a kind of horse trader, from the bounty hunters to the frontier dentist to the lady who runs the boarding house and charges Mattie a nickel for a sack to carry her dead father’s gun. There’s even an actual horse trader who gets outwitted by Mattie. Is that a theme that you developed in the script?

Ethan Coen: It’s even stronger in the book. On almost every page, Mattie talks about the price of provisions or how she negotiated a deal. Everybody is pursuing their own interests. The agendas of Marshal Cogburn and Mattie and the Texas Ranger LaBoeuf are close but not identical. So there’s an interesting friction between the three of them.

Q: Even the roughest characters in “True Grit” have a distinctively colorful way of speaking, with no lazy, modern slang or contractions. Was that part of your design?

Joel Coen: That’s very much taken from the novel. According to the research that we had done, that’s probably pretty close to the way people spoke in Arkansas and Texas a century ago.

Ethan Coen: A funny thing happened on the set. Occasionally a contraction would slip by and an actor would come up to us and confess that he had said “can’t” instead of “cannot,” and we’d have to shoot the scene again. So sometimes the contraction police were nodding off.

Joel Coen: As filmmakers, you have to make some really tough stylistic choices. Sometimes you see films that take place in a foreign country, and everybody talks in what John Hurt called “the foreign chappy accent” as opposed to actually speaking the various languages. They best thing to do is a “Quest for Fire” thing or what Mel Gibson did in “The Passion of the Christ” and “Apocalypto” with those ancient languages. That helps you go into that world and creates a stronger sense of the period and the culture.

Ethan Coen: Unless you’re Mel Brooks making “A History of the World.”

Joel Coen: When the movie is “Captain Corelli’s Mandolin,” which is set in Italy during World War II, and everyone is speaking English, that’s a problem.

Ethan Coen: In “Where Eagles Dare,” Richard Burton and Clint Eastwood are Americans behind the lines in Nazi Germany, and at some point they have to switch from speaking English to speaking German _ because, of course, all clever American soldiers speak fluent German. So what they do for the benefit of the audience is speak English in a German accent!

Q: You were both born in the ‘50s in Minnesota. Where did you see movies like the original “True Grit”?

Joel Coen: Most of the movies we watched were on late-night television. But there was the Cooper Cinerama, which was built around 1962, where we saw high-end epics like “How the West Was Won.” And there were places in downtown Minneapolis like the State and the Orpheum that showed the latest Hollywood films.

Ethan Coen: That was before multiplexes, when theaters only had one screen and movies were movies.

For more on the Coens and “True Grit,” here’s an NPR interview.

A look at one of last year’s nominees…

“Nine,” a few points shy of a perfect 10

I just finished “Nine” starring: Daniel Day Lewis, Marion Cotillard, Penelope Cruz, Nicole Kidman, Judi Dench, Sophia Loren and Kate Hudson. Oh and Fergie. Big cast. Big names. Lotsa Oscar winners.

I felt like Rob Marshall, the director of Oscar winning Chicago, was trying to one-up himself, and the only way he could think to do it was to overload the roster with Oscar clout and talent. This worked against the project.

There was so much talent jam-packed into the movie and so little time for these stars to shine, but that didn’t seem like the worst part. None of the performances lived up to the clout and I think the fault lies with the genre. Other than Kidman, these actors live in the spotlight of dramatic features. Singing and dancing was the forte of none.

NINE

The story was OK: a once-groundbreaking director has a lot to prove after two flops at the box office. His new movie begins shooting in 10 days and he hasn’t yet written the screenplay. Midlife crisis is splayed with his entire sexual past interweaved with shout-outs to his dead mother. (Sure blame it on mom.) Daniel Day Lewis would have been a great pick had this just been a drama, but I felt like his Guido Italiano was an impersonation. I didn’t buy it, but I don’t think that was all on him.

The truth is that these superb dramatic actors rule in their realm, but lack in musical theater. This picture would have been better with broadway performers. Of course, Rob Marshall pulled it off (casting film actors in lead roles) with Chicago, even though Renee Zellweger didn’t have the gusto to pull off the character Roxy Hart, Marshall lucked out with a better score and Catherine Zeta-Jones stealing the show. The music in “Nine” wasn’t nearly as good, and during Kate Hudson’s number, I felt like Marshall was trying to channel a white Beyonce music video. And Marion Cotillard’s number about her re-emerging sexuality: a Victoria’s Secret ad.

Overall, I think the moral of the story was good. Day-Lewis’ character is obviously a pathological liar with a 10-year-old’s attitude, and to be great at his craft, he needed to embrace it. I can respect that. I think, for me, that’s the moral of the movie in its entirety. Embrace what you are, masters of dramatic cinema, because when you don’t, it fails as Guido did. I wanna end with punny word play like David Bianculli does, but I’m stuck on “the irony is music to my ears…