The double win of Kate Winslet, the slam dunk of Slumdog Millionaire, the
miraculous comeback of Mickey Rourke from addiction oblivion, the memory of
Heath Ledger, the primacy of HBO and 30 Rock, tasteless unfunny remarks by
Sasha Baron Cohen and Seth Rogan, the press about the understated elegance of presenters
and winners in this time of recession and economic misery—that is what I
remember most about this year's Golden Globes ceremony as I watched glued to my
set and carefully picked through the subsequent coverage. I wonder, do these awards
augur Oscars? Best picture diverged four years in a row. And while Slumdog
captured the zeitgeist's yearning for happy endings through its improbable game
show conceit, I agree with those who contend that this is more an Independent
Spirit movie and less about the epic Oscar ethos. I loved that awards went to
In Bruges and Waltz With Bashir, my bet for Best Foreign Language Film. Now the
concept of the Best 5 seems even more uncertain. My picks must include Doubt, Frost/Nixon,
Milk, and especially The Reader. See under,
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