I haven't seen The King's Speech, but The Departed was awfully mediocre and Slumdog Millionaire was just awful. (A movie about poverty in India having a "feel-good" ending, in which the hero and his girlfriend get to keep their eyes and win a lot of money, is pretty offensive to say the least.) But more importantly, since when have the Oscars actually picked the best movie of the year? As one reviewer put it, these awards are like trying to order a pizza for more than two people. Sure, I can live with Casablanca, The Godfather, Annie Hall, and Schindler's List (the cinematic equivalent of vegetarian pizza), but I still prefer The Magnificent Ambersons, Red Psalm, Cet obscur objet du désir, and The Puppet Master (which all have a bit of meat on them). Even if The Social Network were to win, it's no Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.Quoting Pop Trash (view post)