There are two things that have made the BAFTA nominations (announced late last night while I was sleeping fully dressed on the floor with all the lights on) instantly dismissable in my book. One, they’ve handed 12 nominations to The Artist…c’mon! And two, they didn’t give a Best Supporting Actor nomination for Drive‘s Albert Brooks.
This is more easy emotional default old-fart consensus thinking. To hell with them. If I was living in London and I had an invitation to the BAFTA award ceremony (a.k.a., the Orange British Academy Film Awards) on Sunday, 2.12 at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, I would refuse to attend. Okay, I’d show up but I’d spend all my time scowling at the bar.
