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It is easy to romanticize baseball.
The 83 Annual Academy Awards are tonight. In less than three hours to be exact.
I could dedicate this space to share with you my predictions, who I hope will and won’t win. I could analyze how there should only be five best picture nominees, how Michelle Williams should win best actress over Natalie Portman, or how we should expect that Hailee Steinfeld will pull an upset in the best supporting actress category. (Sorry, Melissa Leo.) But I don’t feel like doing that. By now any Oscars predictions, something I have been so focused on since November, have gotten old. I just want the ceremony to happen and be done with.
What I do want to discuss however is the one topic that has been broken down so many times: The Social Network versus The King’s Speech. One received all the critics prizes and is said to define a generation. The other won the guilds prizes and is a rousing audience favorite. As we approach tonight’s awards ceremony it is The King’s Speech that is expected to win best picture.
Since seeing The King’s Speech, I have been thinking about the very essence of what this movie is about: communication. In so many ways, The Social Network is about the same exact thing.
The King’s Speech is set during a time when a leader could not stutter. Radio broadcasting provided the voice for the modern monarchy, making the king’s voice all the more important and powerful. King George VI (Colin Firth) and his unorthodox speech therapist Lionel Logue (Geoffrey Rush) work to overcome his crushing speech impediment throughout the film. The film’s cinematography works to show you how trapped King George is by his disability. (Think about how scenes rarely leaves the confines of indoor settings.) He isn’t really free, or the king of England for that matter, until that last radio address is complete.
And it is such a dreadfully boring movie. (Yes, I just went there.)
The direction and the cinematography have all been done before. What carries The King’s Speech is the story (someone rising from adversity is always a crowd pleaser) and the performances of Firth, Rush, and Helena Bonham Carter. The scenes between Firth and Rush are among the finest acting duets between two performers this year. Firth will rightfully win the best actor statuette tonight.
Then there is The Social Network.
The Social Network.
The Social Network.
It was only when I compared The King’s Speech to The Social Network that I really began to see the merit of the British historical drama. Where The King’s Speech fails to excite or offer any potential intellectual engagement, The Social Network more than makes up for. The pairing of director David Fincher and screenwriter Aaron Sorkin is something only the cinematic gods could conceive. Fincher does something incredible in The Social Network; he de-Sorkin’s Aaron Sorkin. The writer’s work is unmatched but his common character archetypes (neurotic white people!) and style (lots of walking and talking!) can deter audiences. But Fincher’s brilliant direction matches Sorkin’s dialogue to create the year’s sharpest film.
But Mark Zuckerberg is no King George. He’s a pretentious, neurotic, know-it-all jerk. When your main character’s flaw is his personality and not something beyond his control, he is less than redeeming and likable. This is why audience’s favor The King’s Speech; it is more universally appealing. I can easily look past the tremendously annoying Mark Zuckerberg because of my own interests in what The Social Network is about beyond this character.
Like The King’s Speech, The Social Network is about the importance and value of communication. Both films show how commication is constantly changing to reflect society’s needs. Unlike The King’s Speech, that is The Social Network‘s greatest flaw. The Social Network is all about the cultural impact that social media has had on our society. It is said that this movie defines a generation and it does. The impact of Facebook and social media is something I think people who are not constantly “wired in” don’t really like to think about. It is the unspoken quandary of social media; for every person who recognizes the value of it, there are countless people who don’t and who want our culture to remain the same.
In the history of communications, The King’s Speech represents a more idyllic time that we can probably never go back to. The King’s Speech presents two men who didn’t need a Facebook connection to validate their friendship. The beauty of The Social Network is that it knows its cultural place, shows it, and doesn’t makes excuses for it. In the final scene of the movie all of the cultural implications of Facebook come to fruition. Mark Zuckerberg sits in front of his computer deciding whether or not to friend Erica Albright, Rooney Mara’s character whose searing words cut him down earlier in the film. Logically, he shouldn’t want to be Facebook friends with her but Facebook has changed how we view friendship. When Zuckerbeg loses the one real friend he has (Eduardo Saverin), he latches on to this intangible virtual connection.
But we never see Erica accept his friend request. Why? Because what The Social Network ‘s filmmakers want you to question is the validity of the intangible relationships we can create now. And at the end of the day, do you really think about everything your Facebook page says about you? If you did, you would go crazy and not use social media. The King’s Speech, meanwhile, boldly lets you think about nothing. There is nothing on that screen for you to question about your own existence. It tells you how the story ends and that everyone involved lived happily ever after. So, naturally, why would you want to complicate your own existence and choose The Social Network as the best picture of 2010?
No matter what happens tonight, the best picture race is the most culturally significant since 2005 when Crash upset Brokeback Mountain. But it is culturally significant in a more subtle way because of what people don’t want to acknowledge about themselves.
The Social Network will undoubtedly be one of the biggest films of the year. How can it not be? After all, Facebook is arguably the greatest innovation of the past decade so certainly the film about its founder Mark Zuckerberg and the company’s tumultuous beginnings will attract audiences (although not at the rate people were expecting.)
Don’t let these initial box office returns deceive you though. Director David Fincher (Zodiac) and screenwriter Aaron Sorkin (The West Wing; Sports Night) have created a film that will sneak up on you much like the social networking website it is about.
My discovery of Sports Night was inevitable. I’ve heard countless great things about this Aaron Sorkin comedy, which aired from 1998 to 2000. I knew it was right up my alley. Well-written witty dialogue (I like alliteration just like Dan Rydell), great plot lines, even better characters, Robert Guillaume – it has everything a girl could want from a quality half-hour comedy. It also helps that at one point in my life, my dream was to work for a cable sports show and thanks to Sports Night I was able to live as vicariously as you can through a sitcom.
With the each episode I watch, the more in love with this show I have fallen. I have grown to love these quirky characters and to savor every conversation between them. As I approach the end of the series, I’m holding out on watching the series finale for as long as I can. I just don’t want Sports Night to end. (Although I am sure this will be my first of many viewings.)
My absolute favorite scene of the 48 episode series (other than any scene with Robert Guillaume’s Issac) comes at the end of this 10 minute segment. In the second season premiere, two characters who never really clicked as a couple in the first season, Casey (Peter Krause) and Dana (Felicity Huffman), finally initiate a relationship. Their kiss then seamlessly transitions to the beginning of the show. It was after this moment that I finally got on board with the Casey-Dana relationship and was pissed when William H. Macy showed up to ruin it.
Moments like this one have had helped me come to adore Sports Night, a show that perfectly executes serious plot lines such as Issac’s stroke and more humorous ones, like what happens when your ex-boyfriend dates a porn star.
I still can’t watch that last episode though…