Of course, I recognize that the Academy of Motion Picture Sciences is a deeply flawed and outdated institution, and that what happens at the Oscars shouldn’t hold much personal weight for me. However, as someone who spends a great deal of time thinking about movies, it’s hard to resist the pull of Oscar night, and feeling invested (and usually, ultimately disappointed) in who is honored at the ceremony. So last Sunday (after squeezing in the final three Best Picture nominees I had yet to see) I parked myself on the couch and soaked in the almost 4 hour telecast. Here are my takes on the evening (which for the sake of brevity, I will boil down to who won, and who I think should’ve.)
BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR
Winner in my heart: Willem Dafoe, The Florida Project
Real winner: Sam Rockwell, Three Billboards Outside Ebbing Missouri
In a better world, Best Supporting Actor wouldn’t be the only nomination Sean Baker’s The Florida Project received at this year’s Oscars, but as it is, I was thrilled to see Willem nominated for his role as Bobby, the surly (yet soft) manager/father-figure of the Magic Castle Motel. Watching him lose to Sam Rockwell for Three Billboards was quite a blow– not because I don’t like Sam Rockwell (I do) or because I think his performance wasn’t good (it was fine.) Mostly, I just thought Three Billboards was an incredibly misguided, bad, film– especially in the manner it treated Sam Rockwell’s character. He plays an angry cop whose history of unfairly arresting and literally torturing black people is brushed off as a character flaw in one of the worst redemption arcs I’ve ever seen in a film (that otherwise sidelines its few black characters as props, and treats its women and other minorities just as poorly, save maybe Frances McDormand.) My annoyance with Sam Rockwell’s win raises some interesting questions about what factors should be taken into consideration in this category– just performance, or is the movie/writing itself relevant too? But ultimately it doesn’t matter– I believe Willem Dafoe’s performance was just better, regardless of those factors.
BEST ACTOR
Winner in my heart: Daniel Kaluuya, Get Out
Real winner: Gary Oldman, The Darkest Hour
It was pretty disheartening and frustrating to see Gary Oldman, a man accused of domestic violence (not to mention with a history of racist, anti-semitic, and misogynistic remarks) be awarded one of the Academy’s highest honors in the era of Times Up. Even more frustrating was that he wasn’t even (in my opinion) the first, second, or even third best of the nominees in his category that night, which included Daniel Day Lewis, Daniel Kaluuya and Timothee Chalamet. While good enough, I don’t think Oldman brought anything very interesting to the table in his portrayal of Winston Churchill– especially when compared to his fellow nominees. All you have to do is watch this scene to know that Daniel Kaluuya deserved that Oscar.
BEST ACTRESS
Winner in my heart: Sally Hawkins, The Shape of Water
Real Winner: Frances McDormand, Three Billboards
To be entirely truthful, Frances McDormand is probably just as deserving of the Oscar as any of the other women– she is by far the best thing about the atrocity that is Three Billboards, and has had a long career of great performances. (Plus she gave a great speech!)It’s because of my distaste for her latest film, and my absolute love for Sally Hawkins, that I wish the Oscar had gone to Sally.
BEST PICTURE
Winner in my heart: Get Out
Real Winner: Shape of Water
I can’t be too upset about this category either. Though I think Get Out was certainly the best and most important movie of the year, Shape of Water came a close second in both of those regards. It’s a magical story about the people who live on the margins of society, and contains a pretty potent criticism of toxic masculinity. Plus, it’s infinitely more interesting to me than traditional “Oscar movies” like The Post and Darkest Hour, that while well made, are infinitely predictable and not pushing filmmaking in any interesting direction.