Along with the WGA, the American Society of Cinematographers will also be announcing nominees Monday. Guesses as to which way they’ll go?
I’d say the safest bet is Robert Richardson and his work on “Inglourious Basterds.” He often gets his due from the guild (eight nominations) even when he doesn’t from the Academy (five nominations).
After that, it’s likely Barry Ackroyd, the most lauded of the season’s lensers in the critics awards circuit, will be chalked up for “The Hurt Locker.” But I think I have to come clean on something here.
Due respect to Mr. Ackroyd, who is a considerable talent, his work on the film totally took me out of the narrative. The slavish devotion to dizzying handheld work lacked the focus of the characters being depicted while attempting to somehow simulate the tension of their profession, and that, I think, was a misstep.
I’ve had my eye on these because I’ve always felt that, if
And they are, via AMPAS 
The most striking thing about the slate of nominees unveiled this morning by the Producers Guild of America is a heavy genre slant: all three of 2009’s acclaimed science-fiction mega-hits made the cut in the top category.
In one of yesterday’s
Paramount has shrewdly been playing up the significance of Jason Reitman’s
By now, most seem to think the eventual Best Picture race (before nominations have even been announced, mind you) will be a wicked battle between James Cameron’s
My wholly serious (if not stone-set)
There was no wrap last Friday, what with Christmas capping a dead calm news week. So here are the highlights of the last fortnight:
Happy New Year!