OK, so we’re gonna do something a little similar to what we did on Globe night, posting the SAG winners as they come through — maybe with some commentary, if I can find the time, and if I can stay awake. (Hey, it starts at 1 a.m. over here and I’ve had a few pints … cut me some slack.)
Feel free to keep us company with your own thoughts, cheers and jeers. I believe the fun starts in an hour. See you then. (By the way, for those unable to watch it on U.S. TV, I believe there will be a live stream here.)
7.03 p.m. Wow, those last three awards dropped in such quick succession I barely had time to process them. So my predictions took a bit of a beating in the lead acting categories — and let’s face it, I always knew my Melissa Leo gamble probably wouldn’t pay off — but at least I called the top award correctly. If any of you out there needed any further evidence that “Slumdog Millionaire” is romping to victory on Oscar night, I think you just got it. Hardly an actors’ piece, but with a movie so widely and deeply beloved, that’s a minor detail.
In Best Actor, I fully admit I was rooting for Mickey Rourke, but I’m not so churlish as to deny that Sean Penn’s victory was richly deserved — did he just crawl ahead in the Oscar race? It’s still fairly evenly poised to my untrained eye, but the unexpected emotiveness of Penn’s acceptance speech can’t do him any harm, even if it skirted incoherence at times. (What did come through loud and clear, however, was his bold shout-out to Benicio Del Toro’s unnominated performance in “Che” — nicely done, Sean.)
Meanwhile, Meryl Streep made the most of what I suspect will be her biggest moment of the awards season, with a loose, witty acceptance speech highlighted by a refreshing bit of self-satire, as she dismissed the routine “greatest actress alive” claims, but ultimately conveyed genuine, selfless gratitude for the recognition. (Why she professed to be “shocked,” however, is another question altogether.) Kate Winslet may have the Oscar sewn up, and I confess I’m not a great fan of either performance, but I certainly wouldn’t mind seeing a repeat from Dame Meryl (oh, c’mon… if the cap fits) on February 22.
Anyway, it was a refreshingly brisk show — which was at least some compensation for its stultifying lack of surprise. Thanks for joining me, but before I bid you good night, let’s take a moment to revel in the fact that Freida Pinto is now an award-winning actress.
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