E D I T O R I A L
Monday, March 26: Academy Awards
Special
Growing up in suburban Los Angeles, it was impossible to ignore the
movie industry. Forget about that huge 'H O L L Y W O O D' sign in the
foothills -- I'd walk past film crews occasionally on the way to elementary
school. After I started reading the daily newspaper, I learned about
the Academy Awards and eventually dreamed about walking across the stage
to the adulation of millions and accepting my 'little golden man.' The
local television stations covered the awards show exhaustively each
year, and I looked forward to watching each year and trying to guess
who would win -- despite the fact that my parental units protected me
from seeing any movie without "Disney" stamped on it until
my teen years. That didn't matter -- the show itself was enough. A few
memories survive -- Marlon Brando sending out a Native American woman
to turn down (or accept? I don't recall) his award, George C. Scott
not even bothering to show up to turn down his award, an extended standing
ovation for Charlie Chaplin, the streaker, and so forth.
What does any of this have to do with Hong Kong movies?
Absolutely nothing. Until this year.
People
can say what they want about Crouching Tiger,
Hidden Dragon not being a Hong Kong movie -- that it was financed
in part by a big Hollywood studio, that it was Taiwan's official entry
for best foreign-language film, etc. - but I maintain that if you watch
it without knowing who made it, you must realize that it's a HK movie.
Not just because it has martial arts and flying thieves and mystical
swords and meditating monks and solemn lovers and intervening fate and
subtitles, but because it jams together two different genres and doesn't
care if they mix well together, respects the spirituality (or lack thereof)
of its characters, and features a strong, young, not always likable
female whose main motivation is NOT sex or jealousy or greed . . . among
other reasons.
Now we get to the awards show itself . . .
Tim Yip got cut off in his acceptance speech, when he won the first
award presented for Best Art Direction. Julia Roberts went five times
as long in her speech, but that's the power of movie stars for you.
Peter Pau's rapid fire naming of friends and co-workers was a delight
to hear.
Tan Dun's joy at winning an award was highlighted by naming his wife
and daughter as two special tigers.
Ang
Lee was gracious in accepting the award for Best Foreign-Language Film
but it would have been nice if he made some kind of nod to the world's
filmmakers, something similar to Steven Soderbergh's express of gratitude
for creative people.
Gladiator's win for Best Picture was not unexpected, I suppose, yet
it's still a touch disheartening when a rather turgid melodrama is recognized
as the best of any year. Ah, well, that's Hollywood . . .
As usual, feedback, whether positive or negative, is always welcome.
Peter
Editor / Reviewer / Webmaster
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