This Roger Deakins quote is a few days old and has gotten around, but I’m posting it anyway because as “duhh” and after-the-fact as it may seem to some, it’s a significant benchmark statement from a guy of his stature: “This year or next will see more or less the end of film. It’s been a long time coming, really. Film has had a good run.”

In a 2.25 Oscar Picks column, The New Yorker‘s Richard Brody recalls Pauline Kael‘s famous comment after the 1972 Presidential election: “I live in a rather special world. I only know one person who voted for Nixon. Where they are I don’t know. They’re outside my ken. But sometimes when I’m in a theater I can feel them.” So it is, says Brody, with the people who’ve voted for The King’s Speech for Best Picture: “I don’t know anyone who feels that way about the movie, but plenty of them must be [out there].

“The Social Network thoroughly deserves the Best Picture Oscar; based on the Academy’s record, that fact alone suffices to bet against it. It’s divisive in a way that The King’s Speech isn’t (but should be). British monarchs are to the big screen what kittens are to the computer screen.”

Comparing yesterday morning’s jaunty, light-hearted who-is-Nikki Finke? piece on the Today show (scares people! blunt-spoken! extremely camera-averse!) to, say, Tad Friend‘s 10.12.09 New Yorker profile wouldn’t be fair, I suppose. But they couldn’t have blanded and dumbed it down much more than they did.

I’ve said before that I might understand Finke’s motive for not wanting to have current photos of her getting out. Some of us are more accepting of the process of inevitable biological diminishment than others, and some less so. But nobody is over-the-moon about it, and I’m guessing that Finke, like yours truly, has simply decided that visual capturings of same will never lighten anyone’s load, and that it’s probably better to leave well enough alone and get back to work with a cup of hot tea.

“The fact of the matter is that this Oscar race is a wake-up call to what the awards really stand for…nothing. They get it wrong more than they get it right…FACT. In the past decade we have been spoiled by Oscar winners that didn’t fit the usual Oscar cliche. It led many to think we were seeing the rebirth of the Oscars and ‘could we finally respect their decisions’? If The Social Network, Inception or Black Swan wins then yes, the Oscars will have turned a new leaf. If The King’s Speech or The Fighter wins then no, the Oscars are the Oscars.” — Awards Daily‘s Sasha Stone quoting a 15 year-old kid from New Zealand, in an “editorial” called “Why Mark Zuckerberg Was Always Destined To Get No Further Than The Oscar Bike Room.”

Or, as I’ve put it a few times…forget it. I’ve said it too often. I feel like a condemned man sitting in a cell with some crackers, a hunk of brie cheese and a bottle of white wine, waiting to be hung.

Congrats to L.A. Times reporter Geoff Boucher (pronounced “booshay”) for winning the press award at today’s 48th Annual ICG Publicists Awards. It was just nice to have been nominated. Thanks to all concerned for honoring and having me. It was cool to watch and hear Jacqueline Bisset read my name off as one of the nominees.

The parking situation at the Beverly Hilton hotel was absurd. The huge multi-level concrete lot out back is closed so the small adjacent garage was filled very quickly, and then there was a ridiculous line for valet. I finally gave up and parked three blocks away on little Santa Monica Blvd.

Forbes guy Bill McCuddy says “it just dawned on me that The King’s Speech is Leno and The Social Network is Letterman. Everyone agrees Letterman is smarter, hipper, cooler. But Leno is the bread-and-butter, audience-friendly guy.”

McCuddy wrote this prior to going on CNN International to handicap Oscars and talk Harvey Weinstein‘s coup in getting The King’s Speech a new PG -13 rating, which director Tom Hooper “has always seemed cool to when I asked him about it several times over the last few weeks.” And yet the new rating, especially after Sunday night’s Oscar win, should net Speech another $30 or $40 million.

Side note. “What’s the over/under out there on how soon in the show show we get a Charlie Sheen joke? I say 5:42 seconds.”

USA Today‘s Susan Wloszczyna (a.k.a. “Suzie Woz”) today ran the umpteenth King’s Speech vs. Social Network Oscar culture war story. I wouldn’t have paid much attention (no offense) except that she said I was “among the most vehemently appalled” by the prospect of Speech beating Network, and also ran my quote about “comfort, contentment and middle-class Masterpiece Theatre milquetoast values [having] prevailed…kick me, shoot me, run me over with a double-decker bus.”

The fact that it’s 10:58 am means I have to get over to the Beverly Hilton right now for the 48th Annual ICG Publicists Awards, which “recognize excellence in movie and television showmanship and publicity.” John Lasseter and Sylvester Stallone are the big name presenters. Tony Angellotti, veteran publicist Murray Weissman and Jerry Bruckheimer Films publicist Michael Singer are among the nominees for the Les Mason Lifetime Achievement Award. Press award nominees include L.A. Times reporter Geoff Boucher, EW‘s Jeff Jensen, Gold Derby‘s Tom O’Neil, TheWrap‘s Sharon Waxman and yours truly.

An unlikely quintet of critics — Lou-Lou Lumenick, Drew McWeeny, Pete Hammond, Jolene Mendez and Ethan Alter — are standing by Hall Pass, which otherwise has a Rotten Tomatoes rating of 24%. I panned it in my Wednesday, 2.23 review.

You have to hand it to Cameron Diaz for having cornered the market in term of unabashed “this is who I am” talk-show rap. She has serious cojones. Intuition tells me Bad Teacher is going to be big. Side-issue: There are few things that I despise more than embed codes that go on for seventeen or eighteen lines. As far as I can discern the principal offender is brightcove.

Roadside Attractions, distributor of Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu‘s Biutiful and Debra Granik‘s Winter’s Bone, threw an exceptionally smooth, not-too-crowded, just-the-right-size party last night at Soho House. Hotshot attendees included Inarritu, Granik, Biutiful Best Actor nominee Javier Bardem, Fighter director David O. Russell, director Michael Mann, Inside Job co-dp Svetlana Cvetko, Hurt Locker director Kathryn Bigelow, Hurt Locker producer-writer Mark Boal, Circumstance director-writer Maryam Keshavarz and costar Reza Sixo Safai.

At last night’s Roadside/Soho House soiree (l. to r.): Biutiful star Javier Bardem, Inside Job co-dp Svetlana Cvetko, Deadline‘s Pete Hammond — Thursday, 2.23, 9:20 pm.

(l.) Winter’s Bone director Debra Granik, (r.) director Michael Mann.

(l. to r.) Mann, Bigelow, Inarritu, Granik.

(l) Circumstance director-writer Maryam Keshavarz; (r.) costar Reza Sixo Safai

Javier Bardem, TheWrap‘s Steve Pond — Thursday, 2.23, 9:35 pm. Bardem was expressing his delight with the supportive words Pond had written about the worthiness of his Biutiful perf. I got into it also, but Pond got all the credit.

Soho House screening room — easily the swankiest, pure-luxury screening room I’ve ever seen in Los Angeles or the continental United States, for that matter. There’s a screening room in Paris that resembles this (I saw The Breakup there), but the Soho House theatre is larger. It only seats 50. Each chair has an ottoman and extra pillows.