Not born in a log cabin on a not stormy not night...
Let's Pretend The Room Was An Oscar Contender in 2003
If you're familiar with Tommy Wiseau's 2003 disaster-piece film The Room, then you are most likely familiar with many of the behind-the-scenes stories and drama. A well known tidbit is that Wiseau personally paid to keep the film in theaters for two weeks in order to qualify for the Academy Awards. Needless to say, this was a fruitless endeavor. However, due to Wiseau's deep pockets, he could have found a campaign team that knew awards strategies. It isn't that uncommon for bad/poorly received movies to be nominated for Best Picture (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Bohemian Rhapsody, etc.) and sometimes even win (The Greatest Show on Earth, Cimarron etc.).
Gina Carano Stans Trying to Destroy the Oscars?
So there I was on YouTube, looking at the recommended videos for me, and I see a video called "MINARI | Scene at the Oscars." Well, that's perfect because I just recently saw Minari and liked it, so I'd love to see what Oscar promotional material they are putting out. I click on the video, and I'm about thirty seconds into the lush images southern farm life when I notice something odd: The like-to-dislike ratio on the video is 237 to 138.
A Dog Could Have Won the First Academy Award
With this year's Academy Awards coming up, it's been a wild and unpredictable awards season thus far, which is a feat considering how predictable the Oscars tend to be year after year, with a few notable exceptions (looking at you Parasite). But what if I were to tell you that the Oscars used to be so unpredictable that they could have given their first award to a German Shepherd dog? It's not that simple, so maybe let's go back to the beginning.
Oh No! I Didn’t Like a 98% Fresh Movie
Well, it finally happened. After years of being the pretentious film guy among many of my social circles, I met my match against a piece of Oscar bait I typically love. Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom showed me that there is in fact a “good” movie that I don’t like. By that, I mean I didn’t enjoy a movie that both critics and audiences agree is good. There are plenty of film scholar favorites like Jules and Jim and plenty of crowd pleasers like Venom that I don’t like, but each of those appeals to one base while alienating the other. Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom is the first true consensus pick that left me out in the cold, and yet everyone else is eating it up with its 87 on Metacritic, 7.1 on IMDb, and 98% critic and 78% audience scores on Rotten Tomatoes. Instead of taking the loss and moving onto other Oscar hopefuls, I wanted to dive into this anomaly and try to figure out exactly why I feel different than the general population.
Florida Is Terrible (Except When It's Not)
Florida is known exclusively in two modes: Sunshine Funtime Beach Disney Wonderland or Scary Drug Alligator Insanity Death Pit. I say, "Why can't it be both?" Today we'll take a look at Central Florida, which I will define as going as far south as Sarasota and as far north as Ocala or Daytona Beach, even though most of my time was spent at my home in Altamonte Springs or with my friends in Winter Park and Windermere and my school in Orlando (alright, that's enough cities for now).
Italian-a Super-a Bowl-a *hand gesture*
Food is not my strong suit. Sports are not my strong suit. So you'd think the Super Bowl and the celebration around it wouldn't be my strong suit as well. And for the most part you're right. If I'm invited to a big game party, I'm usually awkwardly trying to identify the aspects of football that seem familiar, looking for the plainest chicken wings or the cheese-est pizza, and I have a generally okay time (not at your parties though, Wolfie, you are the best). However, in my times at my parents' place, I am thriving.