Pretty Funny Hamlets and Writing In Fruitvale Station

I have been terrible at updating this blog the past couple of weeks… You, of course, know the reason- too much writing work to do otherwise (the old blessing/curse Catch-22… The Weekly Reader will arrive tomorrow). But I was thinking about the Oscar noms and, as I sat down to write something, I instead procrastinated my way into reading this from John August. Needless to say, this is as eloquent as it gets. I have nothing to add, so just read it. I’ll wait.

My only beef is Fruitvale Station not being included in the Best Picture category. Admittedly, I haven’t yet seen all the nominated films and, while I’m sure they’re all equally worthy, I can’t believe there weren’t enough Academy members who were hit over the noggin with Fruitvale Station to get that one in.

I don’t vote, but if anyone who does wants to write it in, I think it would be a worthy campaign… Just sayin.

Honestly, I think Humphrey Bogart had the right idea about awards:

The only honest way to find the best actor would be to let everybody play Hamlet and let the best man win. Of course, you’d get some pretty funny Hamlets that way.

The Award Goes To… Fruitvale Station

I still have a scant few 2013 movies to see but, of all the movies I have seen, I loved maybe a few. The movie that stays with me, though, the one that still haunts me with it`s depth and clarity and vision – that`s Fruitvale Station. Any movie that still gives you shivers six months after seeing it once, well, in my experience that`s incredibly awesome and rare.

It doesn`t matter to me if Ryan Coogler gets an Oscar – for writing or directing or whatever else – ┬ábut he should get some kind of a parade. A first script and film that powerful… he`s magic or something.

(Also, I doubt very much Grudge Match will knock it off the top of my list of 2013 favourites. But I do promise to have an open mind and let the magic happen… Seriously.)