Well now, did you win the Oscar pool at your office or party? I did NOT but I did come in 2nd place and we all know how important second place is! Yeah, like who came in second for Best Picture?
The evening started off with what I thought was an upset. Christopher Waltz wins Best Supporting Actor. His role as the fast-talking dentist cum snake oil salesman was really terrific and he held the screen’s attention whenever he was in the scene. However, I thought Robert DeNiro would win because I read all the predictions. That’s not who I thought should win…in fact, I don’t consider DeNiro’s portrayal of the father in Silver Linings Playbook even among his better roles. Tommy Lee Jones or Philip Seymour Hoffman would have been my pick.
Best Actress was also an upset. Again, I chose the one I considered a favorite, Emmanuelle Riva in Amour. I saw Silver Linings Playbook and loved her character. I did think one of her best scenes was somewhat borrowed from Five Easy Pieces. And again, not really an Oscar-worthy performance. So how did she capture this prize? I think the old saying A house divided…..may have had some bearing here – Emmanuelle Riva was a favorite and Quvenzhané Wallis, a young lady who became an actress and a star within the space of a year. I think these two other entries divided the vote significantly.
No surprises in Best Picture and Best Actor. Argo was favored to win by all accounts in the last weeks of the Oscar race. It was a really good movie but I don’t think it was better than Lincoln and rumor is….Argo was picked because the Academy snubbed Ben Affleck and didn’t nominate him for Best Director. Mmmmm could be! Out of the five nominees for Best Actor there were really 3 strong contenders. Hugh Jackman and Denzel Washington gave us Academy Award performances. Joaquin Phoenix was absolutely fantastic and although he was the lead in the movie, I think he would have been better placed in the Best Supporting Actor category. And no surprise for Best Supporting Actress either – Anne Hathaway sang her heart out and up the red carpet.
As the big night wound down and the big three were about to be announced, hardly anyone expected any upsets at this point in the evening. Never assume! When Ang Lee won Best Director, I felt that was a real upset. Steven Speilberg had been mentioned over and over as favored to win, so was this yet another house divided? Certainly all the nominees were real contenders; Benh Zeitlin directed an entire cast of mostly unprofessionals – brilliant! David O. Russell was an emotional favorite due to his son’s condition. Probably the least likely to win was Michael Haneke, not because his direction of Amour wasn’t spot on, he just hasn’t directed a lot of movies that were hits in the USA and as I said, the competition in this field was fierce.
My husband and I were guests at our neighbor Alice’s party. It was a small but lively group and great company. Heather, her daughter is witty and sardonic and she makes a mean Cosmopoiitan ( I just was’t in the mood for one thinking it might too sweet for me). Jason and Joanie, both friends of Heather were there as well as Mark, another neighbor. Jason and I hit it off immediately because the two of us sat there iPad in hands and we tweeted throughout the show giving our own personal insight and opinions on everything from the gowns, Who are you wearing? to critiquing performances and even hairpieces! We were wicked! It was no surprise that we had a great time, and that Alice had enough food to feed an army. But there was one more upset of the evening – Heather (self-acclaimed favorite) did not win the Oscar pool! She had such a strong early lead that the rest of us figured the money was going to her for sure. Mmm NOT Jason scored the highest score with the most correct answers and hey he was holding the money all evening……. ??!!







“Give Me A Number And I’ll Give You The Guts”
Posted in From My Point of View - Personal commentary on Movies and Books, Smooth or Crunchy, tagged Baseball, Branch Rickey, Brian Helgeland, Harrison Ford, Jackie Robinson, Negro League, Pee Wee Reese, Rickey, Robinson, World Series on April 23, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
Jackie Robinson
“Give me a number and I’ll give you the guts” turned out to be a promise hard to keep. When Branch Rickey , the General Manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers made the unprecedented and momentous decision to bring a Negro ball player into the major leagues, he altered the future outcome of American baseball. Rickey had it in his mind to change the game, prove that he still had it, and assuage a gnawing age-old guilt he harbored from his college days. And of course baseball was his life and his business and he knew the way to infuse life and money into it, was to win and win big. His eye was on the prize of the World Series.
But back to the promise…Branch Rickey planned on adding a black baseball player to his farm team, the Montreal Royals with the intention of bringing that player into the Dodgers. But not just any player; The man would have to be good, he would have to be strong, he would have to have courage and conviction, he would have to have a thick skin and he would have to want the prize as much as Rickey did. He found these characteristics and qualities in Jackie Roosevelt Robinson, a short stop playing for the Kansas City Monarchs. Rickey knew that the road ahead for this player would be fraught with every kind of discrimination that was still prevalent in our country at that time. He knew and hoped Robinson who was known to have a temper, would be able to withstand the pressures and pain that came with the number. All that Branch hoped for was, Promises made, promises kept.
In the 1940′s post-war era, baseball became and has remained as The National Pastime of the American public. People of all ages flocked to the games; It was an inexpensive and entertaining way to spend the afternoon and could also be a family affair. There were two white leagues (AL + NL) and the Negro league, each with their own style and fans and never the two to mix. That is until Branch Rickey decided to break the color barrier.
Brian Helgeland directed this film based on the significance of Jackie Robinson’s role in baseball. He extracted an excellent performance from Harrison Ford. Although at times, one might say Ford’s portrayal of Branch Rickey bordered on caricature, he was entirely believable and best of all, you forget that you are watching the former Indiana Jones. I thought there were notable performances from John C. McGinley who played the Red Barber, T. R. Knight as Harry (Harold Parott), Rickey’s right hand man, and André Holland who portrayed Wendell Smith, the sports writer for the Pittsburgh Courier, and Lucas Black as Pee Wee Reese. Chadwick Boseman embodied the moody and guarded reticence of the angry young Robinson and showed us a deeply moving display of pent-up anger and frustration when Robinson was being horrendously taunted by Ben Chapman, (Alan Tudyk), the manager of the Philadelphia Phillies.
42 brings the injustice and ultimately the absurdity of racial discrimination once again to the forefront of our consciousness much in the same manner as The Help. We are collectively ashamed and cheered by the triumph of those oppressed characters, once again confirming the age-old adage that good triumphs over evil. Rickie predicted it himself when he said, “ We can win only if we can convince the world that I’m doing this because you’re a great ballplayer, a fine gentleman.”
I found myself tearing up during many scenes, it was emotionally moving. I Loved It!
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