Quiet Victory

I had a couple other potential posts lined up for today, but I will interrupt my "regularly scheduled" (as if there's anything scheduled about this blog!) programming for just the tiniest of rants about the Oscars. 

As usual, I stayed up till the end, enjoying what I thought was an unusually touching crop of acceptance speeches. As expected, "Everything, Everywhere, All at Once" swept the awards.  

This is where the rant comes in. I actually watched this film, wanting to see what all the fuss was about, and I can appreciate its manic energy and the sweetness of its message. But this multiverse martial arts film left me completely cold — and bored. I figure it's generational — my film-loving millennial enjoyed it very much — but I hope it's not indicative of a new trend in film, ones that I can barely stand to watch.

Luckily, I had slipped off to an actual theater yesterday to see "The Quiet Girl," an Irish movie up for Best Foreign film. It didn't win — the magisterial German remake of "All Quiet on the Western Front" deservedly nabbed that one — but I walked out of the theater with my heart stirred and my soul enlarged. As long as a few movies still do what movies used to do, I'll be content. 

(Above: the empty — I mean completely empty throughout the entire film — theater where I watched the old-school movie "The Fabelmans.")