Woot. Actual winners, in order: Slumdog, Man on Wire, Boyle, Rourke, Winslet (Reader), Ledger, Cruz, In Bruges, Slumdog.
The voting for Best British Film will never make sense to me. Did Slumdog really win, but they didn't count it because it had already won Best Film, or something...?
Mickey winning was a nice surprise. I'm weirdly rooting for him, even though I haven't seen his movie; the trailer/commercial of The Wrestler is still so powerful, even after I've seen it ten thousand times. Sean was great and I fully expect him to make my final line-ups, but he's not so good he deserves to dominate awards season. Like the rest of Milk, everything was great but nothing pushed it to extraordinary (I do love how unapologetically gay the film was, though). I still think Sean will take the Oscar, but it'll be close.
In Bruges winning Best Original Screenplay = LOVE. The more I think about that film, the more I love it; it was black-bleak dark comedy done right (I'm looking at you, Heathers, you piece of misanthropic, desperately unfunny shit).
Angelina Jolie's dress was like totally wacked out and AMAZING. Here is a photo of it, sadly the best I was able to encounter. I wish she would wear crazily interesting stuff more often as opposed to gray/navy potato sacks. Get in touch with your inner Bjork, Angelina!
