If you were glued to the set yesterday morning as I was, listening for this year’s Oscars nominees, you could not help but hear announcer Salma Hayak’s joyful yelp for her pal Penelope’s Best Actress nod. Not presidential hopeful Howard Dean’s “barbaric yawp,” heard ‘round the world, the soft, friendly petard broke up the rather formal proceedings. Too bad the academy did not acknowledge Cruz’s film, the crowd-pleasing Volver, a comic,
magic realist tour de force by Pedro Almodovar, in which the ghosts of the past do not rest until the sins of the fathers are redeemed. Cruz famously has a padded rump in the manner of full-bodied movie legends Sophia Loren or Anna Magnani. And let me assure you, that bottom did not look as good on Ellen Degeneris. Of course Almodovar had already won an Oscar, for All About My Mother in 2000. When I asked the Spanish auteur then how it felt, he said winning an Oscar was like having a baby and introducing it to all your relatives. Everyone wants to hold it, touch it, and tell you who it resembles. So this year he will not be birthing its twin in neither category of Best Foreign Language Film nor Best Picture, as many Oscar watchers predicted. Oh well, this director is infinitely imaginative. If he makes his movie Tarantula, based on Mygale, a gender-bending French noir by Thierry Jonquet (City Lights), he’ll be up to his old kinky, Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down! tricks. Maybe Antonio Banderas, an actor he made famous, will star. You know, says Almodovar, he’s very big now. He may be too hard to get.
The Foreign Language list is always odd. I don’t always agree with the choices but this year The Lives of Others (Germany) and Pan’s Labyrinth (Mexico) vie for my vote. You can see Guillermo del Toro’s layered masterpiece, a political parable cum fairy tale, in theaters right now. You will have to wait until early February for the pre-Glasnost film by young director Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck, about East Germany’s Stasi, the Communist era secret police who spied on citizens they deemed suspicious. Do not miss either one.
Nobody I know thought David Lynch’s Inland Empire starring Laura Dern would be nominated; depending on your taste you either love his weaving of bizarre non-narratives, or hate it. For the record, I sit on the love side, finding his extravagant subjectivity mesmerizing. Surprise surprise, the man is capable of a linear story. His book, Catching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness, and Creativity (Tarcher/Penguin), influenced by such classics as The Upanishads and Bhagavad-Gita is his take on the relationship between meditation and creativity, a kind of how-to manual. Positing that “Ideas are like fish,” he basically says that if you want to get them, you have to dip into deep water. Before you say, “DUH,” read this quote from the chapter called, “Light of the Self:” “Negativity is like darkness. So what is darkness? You look at darkness, and you see that it’s really nothing: It’s the absence of something. You turn on the light, and darkness goes.” Simple, right? But guess what? It works. I’m writing this blog after all.
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Regina Weinreich
Academy Awards, Oscar Nominations, Oscars