• Jeffrey Wells reports that Jim Sheridan’s “Brothers” has been pushed to 2009. [Hollywood Elsewhere]
• Patrick Goldstein hypothesizes that the year-end Oscar glut is detrimental to quality films and, in a round about way, that studios should forgo the Oscar spending. Gasp! [The Big Picture]
• David Poland apparently missed the qualifier “largely” in disputing a section of Goldstein’s lede. [The Hot Blog]
• Michael Ordoña talks to the wonderful Rosemarie Dewitt about her work in “Rachel Getting Married.” Best in show, in my opinion. [Los Angeles Times]
• Tom O’Neil spotlights the tech crew of “Eagle Eye,” wonders if Oscar might be in their future. [Gold Derby]
• Karina Longworth reports on the “Wrestler” press conference at the New York fest. [Spout Blog]
• Andrew O’Hehir talks to Bill Maher — boy is he making the rounds for “Religulous.” [Beyond the Multiplex]
• Chris Ayers heads over to Ixtlan for a “W.” chat with Oliver Stone. [The Times]
• The 25 greatest movie posters of all time. Too heavy ont he vintage stuff, but a fun list. [Premiere]

Everyone has a favourite Oscar category, and Best Original Screenplay is mine. It’s partly because I’m a screenwriter myself, so I feel a little more invested in the outcome. My evaluation of the category often comes down to the question: “Which screenplay do I most wish I’d written first?”
The Best Actor category tends to be one of the more crowded categories come Oscar time, and 2008 looks to be no exception. To be sure, there are a handful of frontrunners as usual, but hovering behind them are another group, more than eight who could easily sneak in and nab a nomination. Last year Tommy Lee Jones was nominated for his powerful work in “The Valley of Elah,” a richly deserved nod, but completely unexpected by the majority of prognosticators. I remember smiling when I heard his name read, but it was a huge surprise.
10. Richard Jenkins, “The Visitor”
This year’s Toronto International Film Festival just didn’t cut it for some people. The talk of Oscar taking a break from the annual September showcase had become tired before films even began screening, and certainly before every major news outlet had chosen the angle as the only story worth telling.

Looking down the list of titles in the newly-revealed
Anybody who’s kept even half an eye on film news recently knows by now that, compared to previous years, the consecutive Venice and Toronto festivals have done little to illuminate the Oscar race. (Unless, I suppose, you were one of those predicting major glory for “Miracle at St. Anna.”)
This Ben Child item
Mickey Rourke is on an unstoppable course toward a Best Actor nomination for his performance in “The Wrestler.” Universal acclaim for the film has yet to hit a speed bump and by and large, folks are on board for this apparent tour de force.
Two masterpieces, one right after the other. This was the day I had been waiting for. I caught Steven Soderbergh’s “Che” today, all four hours and 20 minutes of it. It’s a glorious achievement from a brilliant mind, one of the few directors who seeks to challenge himself constantly. “Che” is audacious and bold filmmaking because not everyone will like it or even understand it perhaps. Soderbergh digs deep into the mind of a brilliant man and allows us a lucky glimpse.
The closing credits track from Darren Aronofsky’s “The Wrestler,” a modest little ditty cooked up by the Boss himself, Bruce Springsteen, is one of the elements of this buzz-hogging flick that has fans foaming at the mouth in anticipation.