If we’re going to talk about this year’s Oscars, we have to spend at least a moment on the Egregious Snubs Discourse. Certainly, everyone else has.
As soon as the nominations were announced, I could see it coming and knew I wanted no part of it. This is not to say that anyone’s reaction in the moment was wrong; but the backlash (and the backlash to the backlash) were so predictable that I felt there was nothing I could add of any real value.
I mean, what can you say? You have a movie that is both deeply silly and genuinely touching, written and directed by an indie darling with an unimpeachable track record, art directed within an inch of its life to create a completely believable but also totally alien world, and yet, somehow, the director doesn’t get recognized. The star of a sterling ensemble doesn’t get nominated, either. There’s a pity nom in a smaller category, but that hardly seems enough.
There’s just no way around it: Asteroid City got screwed.
But such is life…and certainly such is the Oscars. Every year, worthy creatives get left out in categories where they deserve to be nominated. Wonderful movies go unrecognized (or at least underrecognized).
In a year that featured new films by Academy favorites and icons like Scorsese, Soderbergh, Michael Mann, Ridley Scott, and Chris Nolan, as well as great work by formidable filmmakers and multi-hyphenates like Greta Gerwig, Ben Affleck, and Bradley Cooper—to say nothing of the international releases and amazing efforts by lesser known directors—it was obvious there weren’t going to be enough chairs to go around.
Sometimes a movie you really love—and paid to see in theaters multiple times—doesn’t get nominated. Or it does, but doesn’t win. That doesn’t mean the movie wasn’t awesome or that you are wrong to love it. Fortunately, it also usually has little-to-no bearing on how that movie endures over time.
It just means it didn’t win a particular, silly, made-up award. Life if short, and it’s not worth getting that upset about.
(Says the guy who still grouses over L.A. Confidential losing the Best Picture Oscar to Titanic more than a quarter-century ago…)
Anyway, as is my tradition when these particular, silly, made-up awards come around, I wanted to go on record with my predictions for who should win, and — where necessary — who I think should win. I promise not to make Asteroid City the answer to that in every category…even though it could be.
I’m officially too old (read: too lazy) to copy/paste/format/hyperlink all the nominees. Someone else has already done that work. They’ll also read all the names during the telecast if you’re really that interested.
Best Picture
Will win: Oppenheimer
Should win: Oppenheimer
Really strong field this year, but Oppenheimer has had this pretty much sewn up since opening weekend. This is Thanos-level inevitable.
Best Director
Will win: Christopher Nolan
Should win: Christopher Nolan
It’s time. And it’s happening.
Best Lead Actor
Will win: Cillian Murphy, Oppenheimer
Should win: Cillian Murphy, Oppenheimer
I have money on: Paul Giamatti, just on the off chance (and because I could get him at plus-odds since Murphy was like -3000). I am fully expecting to lose that money.
Best Lead Actress
Will win: Lily Gladstone, Killers of the Flower Moon
Should win: Ask me again when I’ve seen Poor Things
I have money on: I somehow got both Gladstone and Emma Stone at plus odds by betting at different points in the cycle. Feeling pretty, pretty good about that at this point. This is the only big category where there appears to be a genuine question about the outcome.
Best Supporting Actor
Will win: Robert Downey, Jr., Oppenheimer
Should win: Robert De Niro, Killers of the Flower Moon
Nothing against RDJ. I love RDJ, and I’m happy he’s finally gonna get his. But walking out of Oppenheimer, I had Matt Damon tabbed for the Best Supporting nomination from that movie (and I still think I’m right).
Best Supporting Actress
Will win: Da’Vine Joy Randolph, The Holdovers
Should win: Da’Vine Joy Randolph, The Holdovers
Best Adapted Screenplay
Will win: American Fiction, unless the Oppenheimer wave is a full-on tsunami. Or the Academy tries to pull a CYA move and give it to Barbie.
Should win: Oppenheimer, although there is a legitimate case to be made for every one of these nominees.
Best Original Screenplay
Will win: Anatomy of a Fall
Should win: Fuck it. This is where I’m playing the Asteroid City card.
Best Film Editing
Will win: Oppenheimer
Should win: Oppenheimer
Best Original Song
Will win: “What Was I Made For” from Barbie
Should win: “I’m Just Ken”
At the end of the night, Billie Eilish will have two more Oscars than Alfred Hitchcock. And Diane Warren will officially pass Glenn Close and Susan Lucci as the most womp-womp nominee of all time (at least in my mind).
Best Live Action Short Film
Will, Should, and Goddamn Well BETTER win: The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar
Speed Round
A lot of overlap between “will” and “should” in these categories, so I’ll just fire off my picks to get them on the record.
Best Cinematography: Oppenheimer
Best International Feature: The Zone of Interest
Best Documentary Feature: 20 Days in Mariupol
Best Documentary Short: The ABCs of Book Banning
Best Animated Feature: The Boy and the Heron
Best Animated Short: Pachyderme
Best Costume Design: Poor Things
Best Makeup and Hairstyling: Maestro, by a nose (ba-dum-BUMP)
Best Original Score: Oppenheimer
Best Sound: The Zone of Interest
Best Production Design: Barbie
Best Visual Effects: The Creator
As I’ve noted previously (or “belabored,” in the eyes of some), this will be my last Oscars in the demographically-relevant A18-49 category. Going forward, I’ll be handing the purple tuxedo jacket off to a younger, more contemporary model better suited to the modern entertainment landscape.
More to come!

