Before I continue with my series of essays on Citizen Kane (i.e. the best movie I’ve ever seen, and probably will ever see), I must respect the wishes of a few people who have made a special request. I always play requests, even if that means I delay whatever plans I may have had for a post or a page. That is, I will always play requests until that time that this blog actually gains a real following and I won’t be able to keep up with the demand. But, until that time, bring ’em on. Continue reading
Okay, so this is a little indulgent. But I can’t help but think that all this Academy Award talk in which I have been engaging can be diverting in this quest from casual movie watching to competency in film. What I would like to do is bring back the discussion from contemporary films and set our sights backwards again, towards the vast world of cinema that encompasses over a hundred years of art and culture. So, I’ve decided to go back and set up my own hypothetical awards ceremony, complete with honorary awards and imaginary glamor. Imagine a red carpet with Miley Cyrus in her fishnet leggings and Audrey Hepburn in her black Givenchy dress; Jared Leto’s long hair followed by Humphrey Bogart in unbelted wool jackets. The notion is enchanting, sure. Those basketball or football video games that I like to play often have a “fantasy draft” setting or a pick-up game kind of setting were you can do the most absurd things: you can have LeBron James play against Oscar Robertson, or have the Detroit duo of Isaiah Thomas and Bill Laimbeer take on Michael Jordan and Dennis Rodman. Why not do something like that for movies? I consider this “fantasy academy” a well-earned journey into the indulgent imagination of my own self. It is time to let all those worlds, the world of John Huston, the world of Federico Fellini, the world of Robert Bresson, the world of Martin Scorsese, and the world of Christopher Nolan, all come together in the ultimate exposition of glamor, art, competition, and class. And considering the fact that my lists of the greatest directors and movies and acting performances are buried so deep in this blog, I feel like a resurrection of these lists in some new form is not an altogether bad idea, especially considering the fact that I just posted a page which, in essence, restated all the principles and theories that this blog has laid out thus far. As long as I’m in the “reviewing” mode, I might as well review those earlier lists by having a little fun; having my own awards ceremony in my head.
The nominees are listed in alphabetical order. There are 10 nominees for each category. The winners are in bold. I have hyperlinked all but one of the nominees to clips online (most of which can be found on YouTube) for your viewing pleasure. Continue reading
I have been on an acting binge lately and have determined to publicize a list of the greatest acting performances of all time; this is conjunction with my current two-part series on acting that can be found in my pages, as well as my earlier list of my favorite actors. I’m sure a list of my favorite actresses will come next. With this list, I see little to no necessity to divide based on gender or—worse yet—to divide into four, first by gender then again by the ever-present lead-role/supporting-role dynamic. So, I have made a list wherein all acting performances that I personally have witnessed (irregardless of gender or prevalence in the film) are given equal footing and wherein only the best are counted. The selection of number one, I know, is bold. But I dare anyone to see this person in this movie and tell me that I’m wrong. Of course, I think I’m right. It’s my opinion. Continue reading