I don't know about everyone else, but when my mind wanders to visions of red carpet, I haven't even considered Lord of the Rings. In the back of my mind it rests, shoved snugly in the "Denial" folder. I do want Peter Jackson to win, even though he permanently burned images of cats and walruses having sex into my mind. And perhaps it deserves Best Picture. I just hate the fact that it's like we're forced to hand them the damn thing, as if we don't have the option.
Funny story - I was at a gathering of sorts last night and some goober was complaining that Christopher Lee was absent from the third film and how much that filled him with angst, so I says, "Hey! You've been handed what many are calling one of the greatest film trilogies of all time and yet you're complaining about a most likely wise directorial choice! Christopher Lee can cram it, whiner!" Of course it wasn't that well-worded...or cool, but it was along those lines. This also made me realize that perhaps I should eat my own words. In the future, it'll be more important that these films were recognized overall.
I think my real issue involved Costume Design and Art Direction. I swear, if they win it this time around, I'll be hella pizored. And cinematography too. Thankfully, score isn't an issue...Howard Shore got his glory...it's Elfman's turn.
They may have the following awards without angering me:
sound, sound editing, visual effects, picture, director, screenplay, editing
I'll begin by saying that Seabiscuit should not receive a cough in its general direction when the word "Oscar" is mentioned. I believe this movie's intentions to be dishonorable. It's like they had to meet some quota of audience tear-sheddings within a two-hour span. It is certainly possible to make a film about overcoming things without being as blatantly manipulative and unabashedly sappy as this movie. No person in the cast or crew should be holding their breath right now. If they do, they will die. I always laughed when people had Chris Cooper on their short-lists for supporting actor back in August. I promise I shall never be that desparate to fill the site with predictions that early in the year.
"I can't...SEE out there!"
Screenplay Oscar right there.
And I especially resent the fact that just because this movie sucks and will receive no recognition later on, many label it as "this year's Road to Perdition," which was an actual award-worthy film. They can all swiftly suck it.
Childish Complaints about the film:
-costumes too crisp/clean
-music by Randy Newman too boring/triumphant
-red-heads are hard to root for
-horses are for 12 year old girls drawing on school assignments
