As Magilla knew I would, I stayed away from spoiler-sites all afternoon and watched the presentation fresh. It was an up-and-down affair, with some results (Ali and presumably Malek) ensuring Oscar dullness, but others -- mostly to do with The Favourite -- livening things up. Colman's acceptance was the highlight of the show: slightly ditzy but wonderfully-humored and utterly winning. Whoever of she or Close ultimately wins the Oscar, we're guaranteed a memorable speech.
We can talk about these acting races in individual threads later this week, but I see both female contests as being unsettled. And it's cheering, after last season's rote quality, that only supporting actor managed to sweep the entire TV round.
Roma took an important step toward a best picture win at AMPAS, but I won't believe in that outcome until the last award on the 24th. Meantime, Spike Lee FINALLY gets a sign that he's a contender this year. Barring shocking news from WGA, he should be set. And The Favourite's win for original screenplay, while hardly shocking, at least represents not-great news for Green Book. If Green Book can be pensioned off at the Oscars with a single Ali win, I guess we can feel we got off cheap.
The below-the-line prizes were terrifically unhelpful to Oscar prognosticators, with the music, hair/make-up and visual effects awards all going to films not even nominated at AMPAS. The Favourite won both production and costume design -- categories where the Broadcasters chose Black Panther, and AMPAS should be torn between the two. Vice -- which lost editing to The Favourite at ACE -- won the overall prize here, suggesting prediction chaos. Bohemian Rhapsody won for sound, but there's no telling if that's more a Brit enthusiasm thing. Roma, at least, got back on track for cinematography, after last night's bump in the road.
There was a sweet, affectionate moment between Cuaron and his presenter, Salma Hayek -- which somehow brought to my mind the fact he'd had his young actors masturbating to her in Y Tu Mama Tambien.