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Looking back at the Oscars

Best Actress Academy Awards by Cliff 1066

Top Five Oscar Moments:

The red carpet has been rolled up and the fifty thousand pound frocks have retreated back into the walk-in wardrobes. 2009’s Academy Awards were a typically overblown affair, and ultimately Slumdog Millionaire emerged from them as the clear victor.

But in the clear light of day, just what have been the most memorable of all Oscar moments? Here’s a quick list:

1. Roberto Benigni accepts the Oscar for Life is Beautiful [video]

“Thank you! This is a moment of joy and I want to kiss everybody, the makers of the joy.”

2. Halle Berry wins Best Actress in 2002 - [video]

This moment is so much bigger than me. This moment is for Dorothy Dandridge, Lena Horne, Diahann Carroll. It’s for the women that stand beside me, Jada Pinkett, Angela Bassett, Vivica Fox. And it’s for every nameless, faceless woman of colour that now has a chance because this door tonight has been opened. Thank you. I’m so honoured. I’m so honoured. And I thank the Academy for choosing me to be the vessel for which His blessing might flow. Thank you.

3. Marlon Brando’s protest in 1973

I think awards in this country at this time are inappropriate to be received or given until the condition of the American Indian is drastically altered. If we are not our brother’s keeper, at least let us not be his executioner.

4. Michael Moore’s controversial acceptance speech after winning the Oscar for Bowling for Columbine - [video]

I have invited my fellow documentary nominees on the stage with us, and we would like to — they’re here in solidarity with me because we like nonfiction. We like nonfiction and we live in fictitious times. We live in the time where we have fictitious election results that elects a fictitious president. We live in a time where we have a man sending us to war for fictitious reasons. Whether it’s the fiction of duct tape or fiction of orange alerts we are against this war, Mr. Bush. Shame on you, Mr. Bush, shame on you. And any time you got the Pope and the Dixie Chicks against you, your time is up. Thank you very much.

5. Charlie Chaplin receives the longest standing ovation in the award’s history - [video]

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Once bitten: can Slumdog sweep the Oscars?

Danny Boyle looking by Danny Boyle

In the wake of the BAFTAs, the attention of the global film industry turns towards the Oscars. Can Britain’s most unlikely success for years compete with the old pretenders?

The BAFTAs are over. The stars are already hanging their glittered gowns into their walk-in wardrobes and turning their attention to the big event. The Oscars are a mere few weeks away.

Yesterday was Danny Boyle’s day. His film Slumdog Millionaire, an energetic and compelling snapshot of life in the Mumbai slums, scooped a clutch of awards, amongst them Best Film and Director. Slumdog’s success had been widely predicted, and last night it went some distance toward fulfilling the humorous prophesy of a British tabloid, that, in mid-January, excitably claimed that: ‘Slumdog has the Pedigree to Winalot’.

All things being equal, Slumdog should well be able to replicate its successes at the other side of the Atlantic. But predicting the actions of the Academy has never been an exact science. Alfred Hitchcock, widely considered to be one of the finest directors of all, never received much more than his complimentary quota of Champagne from the Academy; Kate Winslet hasn’t won so much as a toffee, and nor has Johnny Depp, Ed Harris, Albert Finney or Tom Cruise.

But does Slumdog have what it takes to crack the Academy? It’s doubtful. Hollywood tends to lean towards grim historical epics, vivid biopics, or leftfield art-house flicks. Slumdog defies any of these pigeonholes, and it would be a brave step to hand it one of the top awards in a year that boasts so many more traditional favourites.

Can Danny Boyle pull off the ultimate surprise in Hollywood in a fortnight’s time? All the answers will be revealed in time, when Sky report from Hollywood, live from the red carpet. All the coverage begins on Sky Movies from 2pm on Monday 23rd February. The ceremony will be presented by Hugh Jackman and coverage will include awards of each Golden Statuette. Slumdog or not, it promises to be quite an occasion.

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Featured Film: Slumdog Millionaire

January’s Choice

Nominated for 4 Golden Globes
8.7 rated on IMDB
94% on Rotten Tomatoes
Nominated for Best Picture from the Producers’ Guild of America

“Slumdog Millionaire” is this year’s aesthetic achievement to rival last year’s “The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford” in quality. From start to finish this is, pardon the use of a rather silly and frequently used expression, a ‘visual feast’. The editing, digital cinematography, and Danny Boyle’s direction (with co-director Loveleen Tandan) create a fascinating aesthetic which is perfect for the material.” (The Cinema Journal)

Film 2008 with…

Daniel Day Lewis star of There Will be Blood

As Jonathan Ross is currently on unpaid leave you’ll have to make do with or very own movie buff Marie Kemplay instead.

A cinematic review of 2008

Batman

Although it’s impossible not be influenced by his tragic death and that inevitably coloured my judgement, Heath Ledger’s performance as the Joker really stole the show from Christian Bale, who despite playing the lead character of Batman was just plain bland. But I’m in danger of flogging the film as a one trick pony and there is much more to it than Ledger, for example the undercurrent of dodgy financial dealings is one we are now unfortunately only too familiar with, a dark film for dark times, yet highly entertaining nonetheless. Unlike everybody else I also thought there was the perfect number of false endings, I would have felt cheated had I not been tricked a few times.

There Will Be Blood

In terms of aesthetic quality There Will be Blood has to be high on the list, the rich black oil bursting forth from the parched and arid earth of California is deeply beautiful. The black stuff has an almost Midas-like quality to it, corrupting everything it touches and I guess that is the underlying message…maybe. Confusion is what prevents me from really enjoying the film, I don’t really understand what message is being conveyed, oil is evil? Really you don’t say! Overall the film gives the impression of complete futility, and after investing 2.5 good hours of my life, I would like a bit more than that. The ending especially threw me, I just don’t understand why Daniel Day Lewis kills the priest there is of course some kind of message about the hypocrisy of the church and the new religion being wealth and capitalist greed hidden in there but still…WHAT? Overall, Imagery: spectacular, Acting: fantastic, plot (excuse my French) crap.

Cloverfield

I really enjoyed Cloverfield, I put it down to my age, it has an intentional badly made student film vibe. Perhaps the greatest thing is that it unapologetically leaves you with no real resolution, we never found why this weird monster appeared or what happens next. I never mind being cheated out of answers if the plot is gripping enough. Although those American accents become somewhat grating – I’m thinking multiple “OH MY GAWDs” here - I can’t imagine a British equivalent being quite as plausible. If a British man’s love interest was trapped at the top of building with little chance of successful rescue and a giant monster was ripping through the streets of London I would expect his reaction to be: “anybody fancy a pint?” It was good old fashioned scary movie; no hint of government conspiracy, terrorism, etc a perfect hiding behind the sofa flick. It’s the kind of horror film that rather than leaving you unnerved allows you to sleep well at night and put the weird Godzilla-like monster in the same mental box as you put the wicked stepmother and big bad wolf when you were a child.

“W”

I think W deserves a place if just for the sole reason that it finally allows us to celebrate George W Bush’s departure in glorious technicolour. Although in my opinion the film has arrived 8 years too late, I think it would have been far more useful before he came into office to give us a clue about the kind of disastrous policies we could expect. But of course without the good old Iraq war and years of gaffes and unfortunate choices of words it is unlikely anybody would have paid much attention. So as it is this film is one giant sigh of relief that he’s on the way out, allowing us to have one last laugh at him but also unexpectedly to maybe even empathise with him, I know, it surprised me too. Overall nothing too revolutionary about the film and some of the acting is quite questionable, Tony Blair for example is pretty ludicrous. I also think Oliver Stone missed a trick by not covering the whole Florida recount fiasco which got Bush into the White House in the first place.

Sex in the City

And finally, allow me my foolish indulgence, as a female I tend to go weak at the knees over dresses, designer labels, jewellery…anything that would provoke the opposite reaction from a bloke. I think the Sex and the City movie is perhaps the ultimate polarising film, for women it champions all the best things about being a modern woman: being gorgeous, having a great job, and most importantly shoes and handbags. It’s a film about having it all basically, and while it’s wholly unrealistic it’s nice for a few hours to escape the dreary streets of Britain to uptown Manhattan. However for a bloke I can see the film is anathema, but I reckon it might be a good pulling trick, I’m willing to bet if you quoted a line from the film the ladies would be putty in your hands…here’s a good one: “You fancy ‘Colouring’ sometime?”

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Tess of the D’Urbervilles hits the BBC

Peter Moore decides that the BBC’s latest mini-drama is a welcome improvement on Sunday night timetables of old.

I’ve got rather bad memories of Sunday night television. As a child I came to despise the horribly cheerful theme music of the Antiques Roadshow, whose merry pipes always seemed an ironic reminder that the weekend was almost over. Apart from that it was The Last of the Summer Wine, with its stale plots and successions of old men roaring uncontrollably through the Yorkshire countryside in bathtubs.

My Sunday nights around the television never properly recovered, and since I’ve tended to reserve the evening for the pub or a book. Last night, however, whilst waiting for the scheduled broadcast of Match of the Day Two and a satisfying victory against West Brom, I decided to sit out an hour beforehand – coming across Tess of the D’Urbervilles.

According to a recent poll Thomas Hardy’s late Victorian novel is amongst our favourite, ranking 26th on the BBC’s recent ‘Big Read’, flanked by The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien and Middlemarch by George Eliot. That said, I’ve never managed to plough my way through Hardy’s story of a country girl with a desperately cursed love life – probably scared away from the bookshelf by the thickness of Hardy’s tome that numbers 592 pages over 40 fat chapters.

Luckily for me the BBC have taken a kitchen knife to the novel and reduced it to a more digestible size – last night’s episode was the second instalment of a four part series. In the lead role is one of the most talented young actresses in Britain, Gemma Arterton. Only graduating from RADA last year Arterton has barely paused since, first making her debut in Stephen Poliakoff’s Capturing Mary and subsequently appearing in Guy Richie’s RocknRolla and Oliver Parker’s St Trinians. A promising future is expected for Arterton who not only possesses the industry’s essentials of being young, beautiful and talented – but has already completed an outing as a Bond-Girl in the forthcoming Quantum of Solace.

It’s a rightful treat for all of us when the BBC gets around to producing an adaptation like this. The costumes, the script and the quality of acting usually tend to surpass the standard of a Hollywood film and what’s better is that you can enjoy it for free (forget about the license fee for a moment). If you want to revisit or catch the first two episodes of the drama, then they are currently available on BBC iPlayer and they come with a Select Digital recommendation. Sunday nights all of a sudden are looking a little better.

Somers Town

One of Britain’s finest directors brings his familiar breed of grit and working class charm to the nation’s capital

Curiously, whilst most people don’t relish such things as violence, social dysfunction and the abuse of hardcore drugs in their own lives, they seem quiet motivated to go to the cinema and watch films about them. Perhaps this desire to peer over the fence and observe the life of others is a distinctly British quality and if so, its citizens have no better opportunity for a helping of social voyeurism than they do with the films of Shane Meadows.

About Britain now, Meadows’ reputation as a gritty and talented director is assured. Testament to his success was the declaration by The Times of London that, ‘certainly Meadows bears comparison with (Ken) Loach.’ Not faint praise for the lad who started off life in the 1970s in the distinctly downtrodden Staffordshire market town of Uttoxeter.

Meadows forged his reputation with a succession of low-budget features that were released to a quiet flutter of critical excitement at around the turn of the millennium. Amongst them was A Room for Romeo Brass, where he revisits his childhood home, conjuring a thought provoking and gritty portrayal of the characters to be found there. In 2006 he suddenly struck it big, with the release of This is England, which that year won the Best Film category at the British Independent Film Awards.

Meadows’ latest film is Somers Town, which quibblers may say is a touch short at 72 minutes in length, but is heralded by the Edinburgh Festival as one of the top British films this year. In the same vein as many of Meadows’ films, the plot follows the experiences of two adolescent boys: there is Tommo, a runaway from the Midlands, and a Polish boy that he befriends named Marek.

Their unlikely partnership is cast into the unfamiliar territory of north London, running the streets that line the Euston Road around the great St Pancras Station. Shot with typical spontaneity, much of the dialogue is ad-libbed, keeping it fresh, witty and smooth, whilst Meadows’ mines the humour of the situation for all that it is worth.

It is not merely the characters the characters that are dragged out of their familiar environments, it is also the director. Propped up behind the lens for the first time in London, Meadows confessed to being frustrated by the bustle and noise of the Big Smoke: ‘If someone isn’t reversing up the road in a digger, it’s jumbo jets flying overhead. I’ve never known anything like it. How anything ever gets made in London I’ll never know,’ he said.

Somers Town is being tipped by the critics as one of the year’s finest feature films. It is currently under release across the United Kingdom.

Friday Video of the Day

Welcome to Friday’s Video of the Day!

In a new little section to the Select Digital blog, I thought I’d add a ‘Friday Video.’ Half in celebration of the end of the working week and half in anticipation of two days of leisure ahead – hopefully these short videos will help to put you in the right frame of mind.

I am sure that like most people you have been caught behind the clock for an important appointment, in this first Friday Video you can ponder over a number of different solutions to the problem. Enjoy!

The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

Director: Andrew Adamson Cast: Georgie Henley & Skandar Keynes

Here’s a task for you; locate any Brit you can around the age of twenty five and enquire as to whether they remember the BBC Chronicles of Narnia series that ran at the end of the 1980s. Eyes will brighten, grins will appear and on occasion you might just be able to spot a tear forming.

The reason for this of course is that this particular series was a milestone of our youth, a paragon of programming that has rarely been repeated. In my rather rose-tinted memory, the cast of characters was formidable: the foppish, wide-eyed Pevensie children, the benevolent faun Mr Tumnus and the alarming, cool as ice, White Witch.

These memories have flooded back to my mind sparked by the release of the forthcoming film, The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. It is the second time around for the fantasy franchise headed by the director Andrew Adamson who is doubtless trying to rekindle the successes of Harry Potter and the Lord of the Rings in the past few years.

Potentially it is another two hours’ worth of witty dialogue, unexpected victories and archetypal heroes and villains. The Chronicles of Narnia is set to become one of those wonderful cinematic feasts that leave you exiting the cinema wondering whereabouts you can purchase a wooden shield from.

Is it going to be better than the BBC series that is burned so deeply into my memory? Probably, because looking back in the cool rational air of 2008, you have to admit that the acting was a little wooden and the effects did leave a little to be desired. I never noticed it at the time though…

The first instalment in the Chronicles of Narnia franchise, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, was released in 2005 and has been available for viewing on Sky Movies. The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian is released nationally today.

However for those of you who wish to reminisce about the good old days, you can watch the inset video.

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