Another significant omission at the Oscars was "A Dangerous
Method," which got no nominations at all. Surely Viggo Mortensen's sly, subtle,
and surprisingly moving portrayal of Sigmund Freud deserved some recognition.
At least he is getting the Coolidge Award for career achievement, which, judging
from this recent conversation I had with him on the phone [he is living in Madrid] might be a more
substantive acknowledgment of his accomplishments than the often capricious ,
superficial, and trendy Academy choices.
After two years of
getting six out of six right, I slipped up in my predictions this year, getting one
wrong. In this case I didn't follow my thesis far enough and allowed for one
non-Harvey Weinstein candidate to win: Martin Scorsese for Best Director rather
than Michel Hazavinicius. So in the end Weinstein took four of the six top
categories - Best Picture, Director, and Actor for "The Artist," and Best
Actress for Meryl Streep in his "The Iron Lady."
If you're looking for some edgier film alternatives to the
Oscar bash on Sunday, or are looking for something more offbeat or substantive to balance it out, here are some
First off is them 2nd Annual Stiletto Film Festival on Saturday,
a showcase of horror films made by women directors. Given that the novel "Frankenstein," the ur-text of all that horror has become, was written by
Mary Shelley, it seems strange that it's taken this long for an event of this
kind to develop.