A rarity: not only were the supporting actor nominees of 1968 all first-timers - they were never nominated again! Sure, Gene Wilder would return as a co-writer on
Young Frankenstein for Best Adapted Screenplay, but this is the only time he was recognized for his thesping, and no one else would return to this stage. Not Jack Albertson, though he found more solid fame (and three Emmys!) for
Chico and the Man, and joined Wilder in the realm of cinematic immortality with
Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. Not Seymour Cassel, though he kept a solid career and would have buzz again for
In the Soup and
Rushmore. Not Daniel Massey, the Golden Globe winner - though I suppose the nomination
is the reward for British character actors. And not Jack Wild, who found greater fame on the small screen in
H.R. Pufnstuf...and tragedy through his long battle with alcoholism. No, these men and boy did not return for more accolades, for more praise. And indeed, only two of them received real competitive nominations throughout the season.
Daniel Massey is the only Golden Globe nominee for Best Supporting Actor to make it to the Oscars. Hugh Griffith was twice-nominated by the HFPA for his cameos in
The Fixer (above, left) and
Oliver! (above, right) - and I really do mean cameos; one scene per performance, though his
Oliver! one is genuinely deserving of the nod. Also among the Globe honorees: Beau Bridges as a young hippie who wants to keep his wealthy family's maid at
any cost in
For Love of Ivy (terrific), Ossie Davis as an escaped house slave sold to a trapper in the Western comedy
The Scalphunters (going by runtime and arc, he's THE LEAD, but whatever), and Martin Sheen as the son in
The Subject Was Roses (also category fraud; like
Ordinary People,
the entire family unit works as a triptych lead).
Faces' Seymour Cassel won the National Film Critics Society award for Best Supporting Actor, beating out two other very arthouse NSFC-type titles: Dirk Bogarde as a sympathetic lawyer in
The Fixer and Sydney Tafler as a Jewish gangster in
The Birthday Party. Bogarde is aces in his film - hell, he's aces in
all his films. Tafler's pretty good, but I couldn't take my eyes off of Patrick Magee.
That's who didn't make it. Here are the one-and-dones that did. After the jump.