The Oscar event is one of the few remaining common grounds we Americans can talk about without having to listen to Sean Hannity or Keith Olbermann. Like the Super Bowl, watching is a major social event.
Bigelow's characters are human beings, every one capable of transgressing simple definitions, forcing us to think deeply about choices we make, and ultimately about human experience and our common "reality."
Isn't it ironic? A Hollywood movie focuses the media away from Kate Gosselin's hair extensions and into a belated frenzy of soldier interviews and Iraq War fact checking. If only this had preceded the invasion.
Welcome to the 2010 Academy Awards, a celebration of monstrous, gasp-inducing creative bankruptcy which you continue to watch year after year like the pathetic, salivating dogs we have programmed you to be!
Pre-Oscar kneecapping of The Hurt Locker misses the point: despite being set in Baghdad, the film was never really about Iraq. It's about the addiction that grips war correspondents and soldiers alike.
I know that this movie has been criticized by those who have served in the military. But beyond tactical accuracy and entertainment value, this film is significant, and it has lessons policymakers should heed.
I've been asked to weigh in on whether Quentin Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds will somehow game the system or benefit from the screwy new best-picture voting process. Here's what I think: I don't care.