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.

I just came from a screening of David Cronenberg's "A Dangerous Method," in which Keira Knightley as Sabina Spielrein kicks and screams and laughs hysterically as she's dragged from a carriage into the Bürgholzi Mental Hospital to be treated by Michael Fassbender's Carl Jung.

Yesterday I went to a screening of "Young Adult," directed by Jason Reitman from a script by Diablo Cody, in which Charlize Theron (an old hand at disturbed characters after her serial killer in "Monster") plays a woman who is acutely depressed, alcoholic, and self-destructively obsessed with a man she went out with over fifteen years ago.

It’s not just Kevin we need to talk about. There are a lot of bad boys here at the Toronto International Film Festival.

Like Brandon (Michael Fassbender), a 30ish Wall Street in “Shame,” Steve McQueen’s bleak “Last Tango” for the internet porn age. Unlike Kevin, he doesn’t kill anyone. No, that would be more the style of his 80s predecessor Patrick Bateman in Mary Harron’s 2000 adaptation of Brett Easton Ellis’s “American Psycho” (Fassbender at times bears a resemblance to Bale in that movie).