I Raised an Actor

My son is an excellent actor.  For a lot of years, we all thought that would be his career.  For a lot of years, any televised awards show meant we'd get Zaxby's takeout and watch from the Red Carpet to the SO LATE ending.

He has begun watching the Oscars with his podcast friends, and will again tonight.  I will periodically check online sites for who wears what and who wins what.  As usual, I have not seen many nominees, so my opinions are few.  Still:

"Sinners" is impressive for many reasons.  The Dance Scene, yes.  Wunmi Mosaku stole her scenes.  Michael B. Jordan couldn't be any more charismatic if he tried.  (Anyone for "The Wire?")  It's all Delroy Lindo for me, though.

"Frankenstein" has spectacular costuming.  And Oscar Isaac.  Jacob Elordi is very good.

"Train Dreams" is meditative and beautiful.  It seems like a "little" film, but deserves "big" film accolades.

"Hamnet" has Jessie Buckley, and I am a very big fan of hers.  For all the screaming hype about the book, it didn't impress me.  If I ever watch the movie, it will be wholly to watch Buckley.

Chalamet has always irritated me.  DiCaprio has always been *shrug* for me.  Michael B., if only for another photo like this: