The Oscars were last night, and Aurora and I celebrated in our typical fashion of chilling a bottle of sake, ordering a bungus-load of takeout sushi, and kicking back on the couch for a five-hour movie-loving love fest. This year, we were joined by our friend, Tony Sortino, Philly’s go-to guy on all beer-related knowledge, particularly on the subject of pairing beer with food (check out Hophound Productions to learn more).
As I alerted everyone a month ago, I was rooting for Birdman for all the big awards, and I was not disappointed (almost…I thought Michael Keaton deserved Best Actor, but it’s hard to win against someone portraying Stephen Hawking). The Keaton debacle aside, Birdman did very well, winning the award I care about most, Best Screenplay. As I said in the other post, it was a difficult script about a difficult subject, and I thought Alejandro González Iñárritu and his cohorts pulled it off brilliantly. It’s the sort of film that people will reference forever in trying to describe future films (“It’s like a Russian Birdman,” “It’s like Birdman meets Attack of the Killer Tomatoes,” “It’s a love story between a zucchini and a stack of 45 records, shot in the style of Birdman.”) I’ve read numerous reviews of the film since I saw it, and I can’t help but feel that no one (including myself) can accurately describe it. You need to see it yourself.
In other news, the alternate reason that Tony stopped by was to discuss a super-secret project that he’s helping me with. Not to be exasperatingly cryptic, but I’m tapping his video skills to help me with some online content that—cross your fingers—you should be seeing on my site by May. I know that seems like a long way off, but I intend to drop plenty of teasers between now and then to get all of my readers good and frustrated. Here’s the first…
- Scriptapotomus Launches!
- Attack of the teenaged playwrights