Well, I don't remember my LJ Oscar picks and I don't feel like searching and backlogging for them right now. I took the IMDB.com Oscar poll and printed out a ballot with my choices to mark off accordingly tonight. I finally converted someone into enjoying the Academy Awards! My few correct choices are the following:
1. Best Picture: No Country for Old Men
2. Best Actor in a Leading Role: Daniel Day-Lewis
3. Best Director: Joel Cohen, Ethan Cohen
4. Best Writing, Original Screenplay: Juno
5. Best Achievement in Editing: The Bourne Ultimatum
6. Best Achievement in Art Direction: Sweeny Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
7. Best Animated Feature Film: Ratatouille
8. Best Short Film, Animated: Peter & the Wolf
I was shocked that Transformers didn't win for visual effects. Come on, it should have. If nothing else about it was that great that movie looked like a damn giant shiny pearl and I don't care who disagrees with me. Transformers was robbed of the best visuals Oscar. Aside from that I was hoping for There Will Be Blood to win more than it's 2 Oscars and everything else was just a toss-up. Watching the Oscars just makes me wish I was already at that point with each passing day. It was great to see Martin Scorsese present the Oscar for Best Director after he is awarded an obliged Oscar, finally, last year for The Departed. I still want to see In the Valley of Elah, I'm Not There, Elizabeth: The Golden Age, Michael Clayton and Eastern Promises. I think I have enough on my "must-see list" for the future. The montages of the past Oscar winners always feels like an adequate and noble moment of intrigue to push the ambition of all those who wish to be the best they can be in the world of film. God willing and though one's own true, personal desire, I can assuredly say that if you want something bad enough you'll do anything to get it.
Excellence of art.
It feels great to be in the process of finalizing one of my feature-length scripts.
You know what hilarious thing goes through my mind sometimes? Quentin Tarantino won an Oscar (Pulp Fiction, Original Script) and he never even finished high school. Now he makes a few million dollars here and there. Think about that.
Fuck 8:00 am computer class. I also love the fact that my screenwriting professor despises the same things that I do (the computer science class.)
That's all you're getting out of me.