Dresses are being chosen; tuxedos are being pressed; ‘for your consideration…’ ads are appearing in the trades; cinemas are awash with middle-brow, issue-laden worthyness; and brown envelopes are being exchanged. Me thinks me smells the sycophantic funk of Hollywood’s garish, self-congratulatory award season. We’ve had the Golden Globes, the various Critics’ circles, and the announcement of the Bafta nominees, but we know you’re all waiting for the big one…the Shrapnel awards.
On this week’s show we’re choosing our best supporting actors of the year, male and female. In terms of those second rate awards, the Oscars, the statuettes for these categories are practically engraved already – if both Christoph Waltz and Mo’Nique don’t go home with a 10� tall naked gold bald man feel free to kick me in the balls – but we’re hoping to pull out some surprises with our winners.
If you have a favourite supporting actor of actress that you’d like to big-up, post it up on the Shrapnel facebook wall.
Also on this week’s show, we review of a couple of bio-pics: Clint Eastwood’s immortalisation of Nelson Mandela in Invictus and Michael Hoffman’s look at the last few months of Leo Tolstoy in The Last Station
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