First off, I was pleased that wealth
was spread around nicely: the awards were handed out to many different films
instead of all being heaped on one. This is especially appropriate and
gratifying when all the nominees were so incredibly worthy and picking a winner
seemed a crime. I am delighted that Argo, Lincoln, Life of Pi, Les
Miserables, Amour, Django Unchained and Brave all got nods; they all
had elements of greatness within them—as did all the other films. It felt like a
night that celebrated all film, not just one or two and that just feels better
to my mind and soul.
Second, I enjoyed the abundance of quality musical
numbers directly related to the industry, performed by people in the industry.
It was a treat to see Charlize Theron and Channing Tatum and then
Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Daniel Radcliffe
join Seth McFarlane in dance numbers that gave a us a loving taste of old
Hollywood glamour. We were then treated to a nod to the movie musical genre with
the terrific montage of classic numbers from Chicago, Dreamgirls and
Les Meserables. But the prize-winning, show-stopping moments came from divas
Shirley Bassey and Barbra Streisand, singing two of their signature film songs
in tributes to Bond and those who passed on this year.
Finally, I was pleased to see a
return to an outward display of respect for the event and a sense of genuine
pleasure. I saw far less sunglasses and gum-chewing and an abundance of women in
truly beautiful gowns and men looking dapper in slick suits and tuxes. And yet,
despite the upscale dress, the prevailing attitude was one—not of ego or
ennui—but of joy and gratitude.
So, yes, I could complain about what I didn’t like about
the evening; there were elements that disappointed and even concerned me. But I’d rather shout out about the good stuff; what you make the
most of is usually what you remember. So would you rather remember things you
didn’t like…or things you did? What do you want for your “misty, water-colored memories”? As
for me, I’d like to remember Charlize and Channing, Joseph and Daniel, Shirley and Barbra.
Who’s with me?
Who’s with me?
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