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Every year, there is a capricious quality to the nominations that makes it difficult to draw any particular meaning from them, but there are likely to be a few discussion points floating around today in the wake of these announcements.

  • Even for the Oscars — even for the Oscars — this is a really, really lot of white people. Every nominated actor in Lead and Supporting categories — 20 actors in all — is white.
  • Every nominated director is male. Every nominated screenwriter is male.
  • Shall we look at story? Every Best Picture nominee here is predominantly about a man or a couple of men, and seven of the eight are about white men, several of whom have similar sort of “complicated genius” profiles, whether they’re real or fictional.
  • Particularly in light of these two points, the lack of a Best Director nomination for DuVernay (nominations went to Alejandro González Iñárritu for Birdman, Linklater, Bennett Miller for Foxcatcher, Wes Anderson and Morten Tyldum) is a disappointment not only for those who admired the film and her careful work behind the camera, but also for those who see her as a figure of hope, considering how rare it is for even films about civil rights to have black directors, and how rare it is for any high-profile project at all to be directed by a woman. Scarcity of opportunity tends to breed much lower tolerance for the whimsical sense that nominations normally have, so that even people who know better than to take Oscar voting to heart feel the sting of what seems like a deliberate snub. (While the film has been criticized for the places were it takes liberties with facts, that issue doesn’t comfortably explain any challenges it faces with voters, given the welcoming of The Imitation Game and Foxcatcher, both of which have been criticized for substantial alterations to the stories of not supporting characters but principal characters.)
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At The Oscar Nominations, It’s A Good Year To Be An Idiosyncratic Man

Photo credit: Atsushi Nishijima/Fox Searchlight

Our pop culture blogger Linda Holmes went to BookCon this past weekend, and she has some thoughts a fascinating and important cultural force: the Book Girls.

On the young end, they may only be 10 or 11; they remain demographically Book Girls at least through college. And they do, on a broad scale, seen in large groups, seem to emerge as a type that is in a sense unfair to all of them but feels like a weighted average: They dress for comfort; they pull their hair back. They move in groups, they drink iced coffee, they talk about podcasts, I secretly suspect as I eyeball their earbuds that all their music is playlists, and they read all the time. They have The Fault In Our Stars shirts that say “Okay” and “Okay” in word balloons, they are very glad Harry and Hermione never got together because that would have been terribly reductive, and they consider power and individuality to be topics for books that are at least as important as kissing.

I’ve said this before, but it bears repeating: I want to be Linda Holmes when I grow up.

– Petra

This wasn’t just a story about Peggy getting a boyfriend; it was a story about Peggy getting free of trying to emotionally connect with Don Draper, which she’s been trying to do since the pilot. It was a story about Peggy stepping away from a relationship from which she gets nothing to make room for a relationship from which she gets something. Stan started out as a jerk, but Don stayed a jerk. Learning to stop throwing good emotional money after bad is one of the most important elements of adulthood; despite its cinematic-swoon elements, this was more than met the eye: it wasn’t just a story about getting what you’ve always dreamed of. It was just as much a story about when to give up.

We have a confession to make. We – tumblr-ers Nicole, Petra and Camila, plus our team member and frog co-parent Beth –

We haven’t readThe Grapes of Wrath. 

I know! I know! We are book people for a living. How did we manage to skip reading a book that most people finish as teenagers? It’s a mystery. It’s embarrassing. And we’re about to fix it.

We’re starting a Grapes of Wrath book club, in the fine tradition of Monkey See’s “I Will If You Will” book club (which previously conquered Moby Dick and Twilight.) Joining us will be fellow GOW newbie Linda Holmes (our Monkey See blogger), as well as experienced GoW-readers Rose, Lynn, intern Jordan and intern Annalisa. And, of course, you’re invited!

Never read it? Read it and loved it? Force yourself through it for English class? Whatever your story is, join us as we read and discuss. We’ll meet three times online – and at the last meeting, which will land on the book’s 75th anniversary, we’ll have a Steinbeck expert on hand to answer your burning questions. Because LEARNING.

Here’s the schedule:

Chunk 1: Oklahoma
Chapters 1-10
Book Club Meets: March 3, 3 p.m. EST on Monkey See

Chunk 2: On The Road And The Arrival
Chapters 11-20
Book Club Meets: March 24, 3 p.m. EST on Monkey See

Chunk 3: California
Chapters 21-30
Book Club Meets: April 14, 3 p.m. EST location and special Steinbeck guest TBD.

You can find more details at the kick-off post on Monkey See. 

We do hope you’ll join us. After all, a book club is only as good as the friends who read with you. (Also important: the wine. But since this is BYOB, that’s all up to you.)

Just remember… We all make sacrifices to finish the book.

(warning puppy still applies.)

The Wire involved just as much death, and was just as brilliant and just as brutal. But The Wire was largely uninterested in the morality of individuals; it was interested in the morality of systems: How do schools do violence? How do prisons? How do governments and economies? If anything, The Wire believed that the morality or immorality of the system was always both more socially important and more narratively consequential than the morality of any one person. Even a good boy became a killer; even a good cop became corrupt.

Breaking Bad is the same kind of intense examination of right and wrong, but on a personal level, and the deaths do a lot of the work. Over the course of the series after he kills these two men, Walt will sit with his conscience again and again, and he will find its leaky valves again and again, and he will give himself permission to ignore it, then conclude it’s a weakness, then stop hearing it speak at all.

My daughter is seven, and some of the other second-grade parents complain that their children don’t read for pleasure. When I visit their homes, the children’s rooms are crammed with expensive books, but the parent’s rooms are empty. Those children do not see their parents reading… By contrast, when I walk into an apartment with books on the shelves, books on the bedside tables, books on the floor, and books on the toilet tank, then I know what I would see if I opened the door that says ‘PRIVATE–GROWNUPS KEEP OUT’: a child sprawled on the bed, reading.
—  Anne Fadiman, Ex Libris

I am not a great maker of lists. Unless pressed, I will make exactly one each year, and this is it.

This is a list of 50 of the wonderful things that wandered through my field of vision in 2014. It is not a definitive list of the best things. It is not merely subjective but sublimely subjective. It leans away from (but doesn’t entirely avoid) what’s been most highly praised and what seems to have been most rewarded.

Also: It is cultural things, not all wonderful things. (Whenever I make this list, someone says something like, “How about a walk in the woods, huh? How about that?” Yes. I like the woods. This is not that list.)

Without further ado, and with gratitude to all of you for reading this year and all of these great folks (and lots of other great folks) for making such good stuff, let’s get on with it.

Linda Holmes’ 50 Wonderful Things From 2014

Above: Jenny Slate and Jake Lacy in ‘Obvious Child’. Photo credit: Courtesy of A24

This week, Linda Holmes explored the Grinch’s possible defamation claim against the Whos of Whoville. Here’s a taste: 

We expect the problem here will be the evidence that you hate Christmas, while every Who in Whoville, as you know, likes Christmas a lot. The efforts you recently made to remove gifts, decorations, and other items belonging to the Whos certainly harmed your reputation, but we are aware that you later returned these items to avoid prosecution and attempted to improve your relations with the town by breaking bread with some of Whoville’s most prominent citizens. (Or, as you put it, “to shut those nitwits up so I can get some peace,” a description we urge you not to repeat publicly.) 

Now don’t you want to read the whole thing?

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