6:45 pm Update: Forget Oscar handicapping, including my own. Forget the always reasonable and perceptive award-season handicapping by THR's Scott Feinberg. And extra-double-triple forget the Gold Derby whores and the bizarre insular world of Clayton "Variety ass-smooch" Davis. For here, on the basis of quality alone, are the best films of '21 so far. Plus the middle rankers and stinkers. What am I forgetting?