• Jeff Wells is a fan of “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,” but he’s not sure it’s a Best Picture slam dunk for this reason or that. I’d be inclined to agree with him if that guild screening on Saturday hadn’t gone over so well. [Hollywood Elsewhere]
• Meanwhile, Tom O’Neil takes a (probably unfair) swipe at David Fincher’s Q&A etiquette. It’s true, he’s not the sort to get all cerebral for you like a pet monkey, and it’s true, that chilliness might affect him and the film, but don’t all the greats share these traits? [Gold Derby]
• An ambitious list: the top 100 movies based on books. [The Movie Blog]
• Wow, a feature on the return of an Oscar blogger. But I guess the Bagger is that special breed that deserves the copy. Call it blogger envy. [Thompson on Hollywood]
• Having actually seen the film now, Dave Karger jumps on the gravy train for Clint Eastwood’s performance as a Best Actor contender. Mostly he’s reporting everything we told you in our script review a few months back, though. Gruff character but with a great arc that’ll leave them crying, etc., etc. [Entertainment Weekly]
• T.L. Stanley joins the tiny chorus of “Australia” cheerleaders. Maybe it’s not that tiny, but I haven’t heard from them much this week. [Gold Rush]
• John Horn, meanwhile, features director Baz Luhrmann. [Los Angeles Times]
• Patrick Goldstein dissects “Frost/Nixon” scribe Peter Morgan. [The Big Picture]

A big week, this, in which the covers were finally lifted off some heavyweight titles. Here’s what we were talking about:
Music is one of few of the “tech” awards cited by the Academy that tends to result in passionate discussions among moviegoers, including non-cinephiles. Awarded in the Best Original Score category, the film music composer has one of the most difficult and lonely jobs in filmmaking. Almost always arriving at the end of the editing stage, and typically the most expendable element of the mixture, he or she has to fashion music appropriate to the mood and, hopefully, serve as a nice commentary for the on-screen goings-on.
God bless Baz Luhrmann. There are few directorial talents with the energetic potential he brings to his projects. Danny Boyle comes to mind. On good days, Fernando Meirelles does as well. But one thing each of these filmmakers capitalizes on through their complicated sense of visual storytelling is the power of intimacy in the scripts they set out to film.
Looking across the early reviews, I think it’s fair to say that “Australia” has cleared the first hurdle. They’re mixed, for sure — hardly new territory for Baz Luhrmann — but there’s a lot of admiration out there, even within the kvetching. There were a number of voices out there anticipating an outright disaster, but so far, it doesn’t sound like one to me.

This is the first season I can think of, at least since I’ve been covering this crazy beat on the west coast, that studios have become so terrified by the media that guild screenings are preempting press screenings with such consistency.
Kind of an in-between week, this. Here’s how it went down:
“Norbit.” “Click.” “The Time Machine.” “Life.” What do all of these dreadful films have in common? They are Oscar nominees because of the category of Best Makeup!