Showing posts with label Cher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cher. Show all posts

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Best Actress, 1987

On Twitter, the great Nick Davis, a man who has seen every performance nominated for the Best Actress Oscar from 1927 through to the present, named 1987 as among the greatest lineups in the category's history.  From my limited exposure, I may have to agree. Each nominee is a gay-gasp icon, every performance perfectly realized, and here's the fun part: there are more Best Picture nominees here than in Best Actor, a rarity. And I just love that we get to say "Academy Award-winning actress Cher."


More, after the jump...

Friday, May 13, 2016

Everything's As If We Never Said Goodbye: Best Supporting Actress, 1983

Hello, old friends.

3 years later, but you get the idea
Like its 1993 equivalent, this is at least my second time viewing all these performances. That's thanks to Stinkylulu, who hosted a Supporting Actress Smackdown back in 2009 that I participated in. As will happen when almost ten years (!) have passed, I've warmed to some performances, cooled on others, and maintained my affection for another.

It's a great lineup, though. Cher called Silkwood her acting debut -- she appeared in two movies previously, but those who had seen them could not argue with her statement. Glenn Close was back after her Oscar-nominated film debut in The World According to Garp the year before. Amy Irving became one of the few to be nominated for both a Razzie and an Oscar for the same performance. And Alfre Woodard, who would later appear in Supporting Actress Oscar-winning 12 Years a Slave, garnered her first and so far only (!!!) nomination.

As for Linda Hunt...talk about unexpected wins! Certainly, the draw of a diminutive actress playing a half-Chinese man - not a cross-dresser, not a trans character, but a man - is one ripe for an Oscar Season Narrative. Oh, and fine, she had already won the National Board of Review and Los Angeles Film Critics Association awards for this role. But holy Lord, can you imagine this happening now?


Hell, would I vote for it now? Hit the jump and find out!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Cher and Other Things

BURLESQUE
Burlesque is a movie you either get or you don't. I don't mean to imply that it's just over your head if you don't like it, rather that it's more in tune with what Maggie Smith says in The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie: For those who like that sort of thing, that is the sort of thing they like. Burlesque is the sort of thing I like: like Xanadu, it's a would-be disaster that instead succeeds because of its sincerity. Some may think it's silliness, especially if they only watch the first stiff and awkward fifteen minutes. Still, there's something downright magical about a movie that plays like a naughty Babes in Arms.

Christina Aguilera is a small-town girl hoping ot make it big in L.A. Cher is the owner of the Burlesque club that seems completely unfamiliar with burlesque, but which still attracts some customers. Unfortunately, the club is falling on hard times, and needs X, Y and Z or it will close! The solution: Let's put on a show! Well, I mean, a different kind of show. You know. A better one. So, we get terrific numbers from Xtina and Cher (of course!), including "You Haven't Heard the Last of Me", a moving ballad from Diane Warren. The two work fine together, by the way. Aguilera is a little wet behind the ears, but she's engaging enough. Cher is terrific; I love the awkward way she doles out wisdom, like Tess is afraid of sounding schmaltzy. Aw, and they have a makeup scene together that's touching and hilarious, because it's all mother-daughter and Xtina looks so touched when she sees her tarted-up face in the mirror. AWWW!

Better acting through chemistry
Meanwhile, Stanley Tucci walks away with the whole show. Seriously, every time I see him on screen I want him to do eight more movies with his scene partners: Meryl, Patty C, and now Cher. Does he have people Tucci up a script for him, or is the magic all him? God, he's funny. Cam Gigandet is a likable leading man, Dianna Agron has a short cameo, Kristen Bell is delightfully camp as the villainess, and Eric Dane didn't piss me off!

Actually, I have to give writer-director Steve Antin mad props for not condemning Eric Dane's character, by the way. He's a businessman who wants to buy the burlesque and make it a skyscraper, but he's not a villain. Rather, he just isn't right for our protagonists and, hey, that's okay. Those who felt that The Devil Wears Prada too easily condemned Miranda Priestly in favor of the free-loading boyfriend character can find relief in seeing a movie about art vs. capitalism that actually presents everyone has flawed but well-meaning people. Crazy!

Great songs, great dance numbers, AMAZING costumes. It's just a fun time. At the beginning of the year, this topped my Most Anticipated list. While I wouldn't call it my favorite of the year, it definitely did not disappoint (to quote a friend of mine, "stanley tucci + cher = fabulousness like the world has never known"). Besides, alongside Scott Pilgrim, it's by far the best soundtrack of the year.


HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS: PART I

There's much to enjoy in the new Harry Potter film. It manages to comfortably transition between its comedic and dramatic scenes, something that could, at times, feel awkward and bizarre in previous installments. The score by Alexandre Desplat is predictably great, striking out on his own instead of rehashing old themes and styles. David Yates and cinematographer Eduardo Serra take a cinema verite approach to the majority of the film; instead of Harry Potter and his friends going on a long, dull camping trip in search of the means to destroy dark wizard Voldemort, Harry Potter and his friends are on a road trip with a late 60s/early 70s feel, with misty landscapes and hand-held work. The VFX team must be applauded, surely, for fitting their work within this more realistic setting seamlessly. Interestingly, is how real everything seemed when it was just Harry, Hermione and Ron in the tent, and how still-effective-but-nonetheless-consciously-FILM other scenes played (this is especially true of the Malfoy Manor finale, when the realism of the first two hours gives way to Helena Bonham-Carter's enjoyably unhinged Bellatrix Lestrange).


By far the greatest decision, though, is the promotion of Emma Watson's Hermione Granger from supporting role to co-lead. From her heartbreaking first scene to her climactic encounter with Bellatrix, Hermione is right with Harry in every sequence of the film. Even better, Watson meets the challenge, giving her best performance in the series. We've seen the smart Hermione; now Watson sells us on the friend, always supportive, sometimes lost. The play between her and Daniel Radcliffe in a dancing scene is especially touching. Hell, that whole scene  is masterful: no dialogue, no Desplat, just two friends comforting each other to the music of a radio. You get their whole relationship with that scene alone. Coupled with a Christmas scene set at a cemetery, Watson has never, to me, been more effective.


MEGAMIND

Surprisingly hilarious film about a supervillain who finally defeats his nemesis. There's some jaw-droppingly photo-real animation, Will Ferrell and Tina Fey are a stitch together, and it's got a fun score from Hans Zimmer and Lorne Balfe. Some things don't completely work, like the Music Career gag that was in all the TV spots. That's just...not funny. Also, why does every Dreamworks Animated film end with a dance party? This time it felt shoehorned in. I winced. The mediocre sticks out because for the majority of its 90 minutes, it's a fun and, more importantly, funny movie.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

1983 SMACKDOWN!

I have taken part, for a second time, in StinkyLulu's Supporting Actress Smackdown. The year is 1983, and Heavens to Betsy there's much to love here. The chick from SilverScreener fave Carrie, Cruella De Ville, the woman who made me believe in life after love, a tiny woman, and Alfre Woodard. Kick-ass.

I'll tell you what, I am a big fan of the performances by Cher (Silkwood) and Linda Hunt (The Year of Living Dangerously). I am not a big fan of Amy Irving in Yentl.

Head on over to StinkyLulu and check out what went down.

I have to say, if there's one thing I've learned from this experience, it's this: 1983 kind of blows. True, Linda Hunt got the Oscar she so richly deserved, and Silkwood's cool, but overall? Cross Creek is dull, Yentl is a joke, and though I freeking love The Big Chill, why was Glenn Close that film's sole nominee? Especially when Meg Tilly, Mary Kay Place, Tom Berenger, and (emphasis on him) William Hurt gave such amazing performances? What a bizarre year.