I tweaked some of the categories for the 1978 alternate Oscars which I originally posted two weeks before a surgeon cut me in half and stapled me back together again (with literal staples!). To say I had other things on my mind at the time would be a vast understatement ...
I'm doing fine by the way, thanks for asking. Closing in on five years of cancer-free living ...
My choices are noted with a ★. A tie is indicated with a ✪. Historical Oscar winners are noted with a ✔. Best foreign-language picture winners are noted with an ƒ. A historical winner who won in a different category is noted with a ✱.
My choices are noted with a ★. Historical Oscar winners are noted with a ✔.
I probably saw fifty movies in the theater in 1978 — I had a driver's license and matinees were incredibly cheap back then. If my memory serves, these were the ten most talked about movies at the time.
Unlike a lot of years when the best picture is obvious, I've been going round and round with this one. Rather than re-write this post every time I change my mind, let's just see what happens ...
Trivia: Ingrid Bergman received her final Oscar nomination for 1978's Autumn Sonata while Meryl Streep received her first for The Deer Hunter. How often do two such lengthy, celebrated careers overlap so neatly?
I saw National Lampoon's Animal House in the theater back when it came out and thought it was hilarious, but it wasn't until I worked as a Delta House lawyer in an Omega House legal shop that I realized just how brilliant its insights into the human condition are. Better than the Bible.
Named for Katie-Bar-The-Door, the Katies are "alternate Oscars"—who should have been nominated, who should have won—but really they're just an excuse to write a history of the movies from the Silent Era to the present day.
To see a list of nominees and winners by decade, as well as links to my essays about them, click the highlighted links:
Remember: There are no wrong answers, only movies you haven't seen yet.
The Silent Oscars
And don't forget to check out the Silent Oscars—my year-by-year choices for best picture, director and all four acting categories for the pre-Oscar years, 1902-1927.
Look at me—Joe College, with a touch of arthritis. Are my eyes really brown? Uh, no, they're green. Would we have the nerve to dive into the icy water and save a person from drowning? That's a key question. I, of course, can't swim, so I never have to face it. Say, haven't you anything better to do than to keep popping in here early every morning and asking a lot of fool questions?