That’s right, awards season is just around the corner. The Golden Globes kick things off on January 11th (no, I don’t count the January 7th People’s Choice awards – they’re strictly for amateurs), and the Oscar nominations come out on the 22nd.
As most people in my life can attest, I am a bit of a cinephile. I’d much rather spend a Friday evening in a dark theater than at a crowded bar. I dissect films, read about films, and have even tried my hand at writing films. The year that I lived in Maine, every time I got homesick I would go to the local multiplex – not one of the small independent theaters but the anonymous 15-screen giants – and pretend that I was watching from good old Philadelphia.
Lucky for me, I ended up marrying a fellow minor league film geek (I say this having just looked at his blog to discover that he’s written about his own Oscar picks for 2008). With him and without him, I managed to see about 65 movies in 2008. Some of these were made up of my own version of the Double Feature – going to the multiplex for one film and sticking around for a second – and some were just one shot deals. Some were with Brent, others with friends and family, and some were just me and my milkduds.
Unfortunately, the year being 52 weeks long, I’m having a hard time remembering some of my favorites from early on. With that in mind, I’ve decided to keep a running tab of the movies I see in 2009 (located on the righthand column of my blog), so that this time next year I’ll be ready to make my predictions for worthiest best picture nominees at the big show in February 2010.
For now, though, I’ll relish in my Sunday night award fixes, cheer on some of my favorites from the year (Slumdog Millionaire, The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, Rachel Getting Married, Tell No One, The Visitor, to name a few), and lament the absence of some of the year’s better pictures that likely won’t get acknowledged (Son of Rambow, Mrs. Pettigrew Lives for a Day, Mongol, Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist, and yes, the requisite romantic comedy: Definitely Maybe).
In other (perhaps more exciting) news, I got the official word a few days ago that I can start running again – building slowly, only a few times a week, not more than a “1 or 2” on the pain scale… But still running!!
This morning, I met up with friend and fellow blogger Natalie (AKA N.D.) for a fantastic five miler along the Wissahickon Creek in my neighborhood. It was great to catch up after several months of being in touch only virtually, and even better to remember how much I value my running buddies. The miles passed quickly as she filled me in on all the joys of pregnancy and I regaled her with tales of the dissertation and academic job market (and of course, the latest movies I’ve seen). Not necessarily the most exciting of conversations, but lots of fun to see her nonetheless.
I’m still trying to figure out exactly what all of these parameters mean. How do I know what a “1 or 2” on the pain scale is? And what exactly does building slowly mean anyway? No more than a one mile increase per run? A two mile increase per week?
In reality, I don’t care much about my pace or distance right this second – I’m just happy to be out there getting some miles in. But I know that that’ll quickly lose its luster, so I’m off to the physical therapist again this afternoon and will definitely be pressing him for more specific guidelines!