Always a Bridesmaid, Never the Bride; Predicting Hollywood’s 2nd Most Important Awards Show

My Golden Globes predictions may be slightly clouded since I’m still a little drunk, but the HFPA is assumedly plastered whilst filling out their ballots half the time as well.

If 2011’s Awards Season has taught me anything, it’s that I watch entirely too much “cancelled but amazing” television series. Every time I pour over another article or set of supporting actress nominations recognizing Octavia Spencer, all I’m reminded of is her three episode arc on “Ugly Betty” (rest its soul), crooning Mariah tunes in a hairdressing salon at ear-splitting levels. She was deadpan and (for lack of more “refined” words) “funny”, her role a gimmicky pleasure for an actress who’d seen more bit roles than leading lady parts (pardon the entendre there, completely unintentional and hilarious nonetheless).

Thanks to her extensive recognition by the likes of the SAG, numerous Critics Circles, and the impending attention from the Academy, she’s now a force to be reckoned with, what with a fabulous turn as Minny “Cooks with an Iron Ass” Jackson. She’s up against the likes of Janet McTeer (“Albert Nobbs”) and Shailene Woodley (“The Descendants”). Her competition lies within the performances of  her “Help” costar (and 2011’s stunning breakout thesp) Jessica Chastain, whose performance as Celia Foote moved me (and the many middle aged women in the theater with me) to tears. Breathing down their necks is Berenice Bejo, “The Artist”‘s little-known (Stateside) beauty who gave a brilliantly emotive performance as Peppy Miller in Michel Hazanvicius’ gorgeous future Best Picture winner (both at tonight’s ceremony and on February 26). 

It’s funny that a supporting category has me this excited this year, and I usually dislike “comprehensive” awards which latch on to one aspect of any given film and award a single component based on an entire year’s worth (or career’s worth, as is the case of Kate Winslet’s 2008 win for “The Reader” at the Oscars, which I’m still livid over) of work, but Chastain is the most “deserving” out of the three vying for tonight’s coveted Globe. Most are counting Bejo out at this point, but I’m getting a really uninformed (but legitimate, nonetheless) hunch that the HFPA will be trying to go all Academy on us this year and shower “The Artist” with as many of the second most important golden statues in Hollywood as they can. I know the HFPA isn’t some single-brianed entity making executive decisions in every category, but it’s very easy to see that the Globes are dead set on cementing themselves at the forefront of Awards season (whoring Angelina Jolie and Madonna’s presence again for the former’s “foreign” film and the latter’s, well, “film”) and acting as a mirror to this year’s Oscars is just what I think they’re going to do this year.

My Predictions:

Best Motion Picture: Drama – The Descendants

Best Motion Picture: Comedy – The Artist (Here, again, is one of my many issues with the HFPA: “The Artist” pigeonholed into a category it doesn’t belong in, just to squeeze more Oscar bait into the other category)

Best Actor: Drama – Brad Pitt, Moneyball

Best Actor: Comedy – Jean Dujardin, The Artist

Best Atress: Drama – Meryl Streep, The Iron Lady

Best Actress: Comedy – Michelle Williams, My Week With Marilyn

Best Supporting Actor – Christopher Plummer, The Beginners

Best Supporting Actress – Jessica Chastain, The Help

Best Director – Michel HazanviciusThe Artist

Best Screenplay – The Descendants

Best Original Score – The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo

Best Original Song – “Masterpiece” by Madonna, W. E.

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