
Kate Winslet was pleased.
Unfortunately for Kate she cashed in her acting chips on performances in the stylish but gripey Revolutionary Road and long, uninteresting The Reader. In a year bristling with mediocre films Winslet finally got the Academy recognition she deserved not for her roles in those films, but for outstanding performances in better films Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and Little Children years before. If I were her I'd be right pissed.
In Revolutionary Road, which won her a Golden Globe for Best Actress, Winslet ejaculates an almost non-stop stream of nags and insults atop Leonardo DiCaprio because of the crushing pain suburban life is causing her. Her range in this film is moot. She screams, and screeches, and has to act flirtatious or uncomfortable a handful of scenes, but this performance an award-win does not make.
In The Reader, which won her not only a Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actress, but a whole Academy Award for Best Actress, her performance is about as good as any highschooler trying to put on an accent in the Spring play. She's angry, occasionally sexy, and then bitter and sad. Maybe confused once or twice. But her performance is as forgettable for me as the film is whenever I try to list all the Best Picture contenders.
Why did she have to go and break her bridesmaid-never-bride award streak with these, is what I'm asking. Can't they retroactively award her for the performances that actually mattered, that actually prove she's a worthy actress?
No.
- Eric T. Voigt, Just Thinkin' Out Loud
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