And then the sun itself will turn us all to sand
Spurred by a gloomy desire to know what the hell movie Spike Lee's era-defining Do the Right Thing (1989) lost Best Original Screenplay to at the 62nd Academy Awards,
spatch and I just spent the last hour reading Oscar nominations and results from 1990 onward, an activity punctuated by frequent cries of "[X] was robbed!" "[Y] should have been nominated!" and "That was poop!" I had forgotten how many years I had opinions about. I've seen even more of those movies now. I have more opinions.
The answer to our original question, by the way, was Dead Poets Society. My opinion about that is: "That was poop!"
The answer to our original question, by the way, was Dead Poets Society. My opinion about that is: "That was poop!"

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It was actually an entertaining and instructive use of an hour, because it reminded me that the Academy has always had its own weird system of preferences that don't at all reflect what I consider the point of the awards, and every year there is at least one something that's well-deserved and one something that is incomprehensible by normal human standards of talent and taste. Which does not stop me from crying poop on the latter, of course. Often.
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As you know, of course. Sorry.
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See above to
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Nine
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I just think I like the Academy best when it doesn't bite.
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It's a reference to The State's "Tenement" sketch, which I would link if I could find the original on YouTube; the conceit is that it's a hard-hitting, unvarnished, Arthur Miller-esque drama of working-class life which the cast is being obliged to perform in a G-rated version for TV, so that among other euphemized surrealism one character gives vent to their existential angst with a great howl of "POOOOOOOOOOOOP!"
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On the joys of swearing
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Okay, that's brilliant.
On the joys of swearing
"The sort of twee person who thinks swearing is in any way a sign of a lack of education or a lack of verbal interest is just fucking lunatic."
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I once read that David Milch started writing Deadwood with period-accurate minced profanity like "tarnation" and "consarnit" and had to give it up because, as he told the interviewer, to a modern ear it just sounded like Yosemite Sam.
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Oh, yeah.
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I agree that DtRT is a better movie, and that to some degree Williams's death has caused post-mortem elevation of his movies but at the time DPS was well-regarded. I thought it was particularly resonant, appearing at the end of the Reagan era (nightmare) as an allegory about what the last decade had been like in America. Do you think it just didn't age well?
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Dead Poets Society itself is an inspirational teacher story that I bounced off in high school; I have no especial animus against it, though I do prefer The Browning Version (1951). It is poop that Do the Right Thing received almost no Oscar attention and it is poop in the extreme that it lost what should have been its one no-brainer nomination to a movie that, whether I think it aged well or not, was neither as politically nor personally complex as Spike Lee's film to begin with and I certainly don't think defined its year in the same way as Do the Right Thing. They're not even competitive for me. Do the Right Thing should have been up for Best Picture. If the Academy wasn't able to stretch that far in 1990, it should at least have walked away with the screenplay award.
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I didn't like Dead Poets Society, but I would probably categorize it as "schmaltz" rather than "poop" if we had to get technical.
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I believe that it resonated with you. It didn't for me. Everyone's different.
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At least The Little Mermaid took Best Original Score. But a lot of the rest of that year is frankly confusing.
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That sounds fascinating and definitely like a corrective, if not to Dead Poets Society itself, then to the inspirational genre it's part of.
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I'm sure there are entitled douchebro babies.
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Still cool.
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Interesting! I agree that it's in dialogue with movies, and Giles watches a lot of musicals, but I had not thought of it as a Hollywood love letter in the same way as, say, The Artist. (A love letter to creature features, yes.) You may be right.
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That's what I mean by "in dialogue with movies."
An extended pastiche/homage B&W dance number.
In which Elisa is given voice by no less than Renée Fleming, one of whose signature roles is the protagonist of Dvořák's Rusalka. I agree that all of these elements exist in the film and contribute to its themes and its characters, but they do not seem to me the point of the film, which is why I do not think of it as a love letter, any more than I'd call Truly Madly Deeply a love letter to classic Hollywood just because it involves a lot of people (dead, but who's counting) ardently watching old movies.
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That's fair. I have, as was the point of this post, a lengthy history of thinking the Academy was off track.
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(I love movies about movies, but I don't want to give them ALL the awards.)
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Yeah, the Oscars are, in the main, political--not political so much in terms of current presidency or whatever, but political in terms of who votes and why. That's why you so often get at least one instance of the You're Old And You're Gonna Die award (the Don Ameche in Cocoon special) per session, occasionally known as the Okay We Get It, You're Good, Shut Up Already award. I think that Gary Oldman won under the latter proviso. That's also why we got that fairly amazing article where a bunch of older Academy members admitted to just not having watched Get Out, because they decided it simply wasn't "an Oscar film."
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It's a remarkably applicable phrase.
occasionally known as the Okay We Get It, You're Good, Shut Up Already award. I think that Gary Oldman won under the latter proviso.
I'd been figuring Oldman and Deakins were something like that, but it's still nonplussing when it happens. (Especially since I wouldn't have minded in the case of Varda, but nope!)
That's also why we got that fairly amazing article where a bunch of older Academy members admitted to just not having watched Get Out, because they decided it simply wasn't "an Oscar film."
Whoa whoa whoa, I'm not surprised they felt like that, but they said it on the record?
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Oh, God,
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[ETA: Now it occurs to me that my ultimate Oscar gripe has been revised to Crash winning Best Picture while Get Out did not.]
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(That was the year I wanted Good Night, and Good Luck to win at least one of its nominations, had braced myself for it to get wiped off the map by Brokeback Mountain, and had to watch Brokeback Mountain get wiped off the map by Crash. It seems I'm still burned about that.)
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I ALWAYS FORGET BECAUSE IT SHOULD HAVE WON (most of) THEM ALL.
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