I used to swoon for the Academy Awards. I made it a point to see every film nominated, and I prided myself on being able to predict the winners in every category.
I went to the movies almost every Saturday when I was a kid. My mother sometimes had to search the sofa cushions for the thirty-five cents times three little girls, but it was worth it to her to say goodbye to us for a few hours on a Saturday. The theater was right around the corner.
My peak period though was the early seventies. College. I went to the movies twice a week – at least. And I was an active and opinionated movie-goer right through the late eighties.
Then it all fell apart. Because I married a non-cinema guy.
When I met my husband in 1989 he could identify two actors – John Wayne and Clint Eastwood. More than 25 years later he can identify three actors – John Wayne and Clint Eastwood and Jennifer Lopez. (Although I suspect his identification of J Lo comes from behind.)
I tried to turn my husband into a movie-goer, but I gave up years ago. Mostly because I refuse to pay for a movie ticket for a person who falls asleep before the opening titles are finished.
The last time I was in a movie theater, I saw “Crazy Heart” with a girlfriend. I think that was in 2010.
I do see some movies, but months or years after they have been released. I watch movies on Netflix and HBO. My husbands sleeps through them all. He says, “Wake me up if there’s a sex scene.”
So I am essentially ignorant of today’s movies, and the Academy Award ceremonies are just a fabulous fashion show for me. This bothers me a bit, because I used to be such an expert, and now I am clueless.
I heard an interview on NPR the other day with Terri Taylor, who was the casting director for “Whiplash.” (I confess I had never heard of “Whiplash,” but I looked it up.)
The interviewer asked Ms. Taylor whether there should be an Oscar for casting. And I was dumbfounded.
Because I had never realized there wasn’t.
Picking the right actor for the part is pretty important.
To prove the truth of this, I have compiled a list – and I hope you will add your own suggestions.
Elizabeth Taylor and Laurence Olivier in “The African Queen”
John Wayne in “To Kill A Mockingbird”
Al Pacino in “Lawrence of Arabia”
Audrey Hepburn in “Some Like It Hot”
Christopher Walken in “Mrs. Doubtfire”
Sally Field and Dustin Hoffman in “Bonnie and Clyde”
Sidney Poitier in “Shaft”
Spencer Tracy and Katharine Hepburn in “High Noon”
Bill Murray in “Schindler’s List”
Marilyn Monroe in “Roman Holiday”
Kevin Costner in “Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves”
(…oh wait… )
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