The Social Network‘s David Fincher obviously should have won the Best Director Oscar and not The King’s Speech helmer Tom Hooper. God, what were people thinking back then? If not Fincher then either The Fighter‘s David O. Russell or Black Swan‘s Darren Aronofsky should have taken it.
I accepted the Best Director nom corralled by True Grit‘s Joel and Ethan Coen, but I never felt the enthusiasm. I would’ve felt better about The Ghost Writer‘s Roman Polanski being nominated instead.
The triumph of The King’s Speech was one of the most depressing events of my Oscar-handicapping life. Almost as bad as when Best Picture Oscars went to The Artist (again — what were people thinking?) and Chicago, and on the same level of awful as the Best Picture wins by The Greatest Show on Earth (’52) and Around The World in Eighty Days (’56).
