Should another film come along that’s capable of equaling 12 Years a Slave, I’d be happy for my awards predictions to be proven wrong, but let’s get real: That isn’t going to happen. It’s the capstone to a remarkable year for black cinema that also includes success stories Fruitvale Station and The Butler, and it could reign supreme in a night destined to make Oscar history, especially if McQueen becomes the first black filmmaker to take home Best Director. As I sat in the bar with that shattered writer tonight and we struggled to speak, I said, “A century from now, when they put together a montage about the history of movies? They’ll put the film we just saw in the first ten seconds of that montage.” He didn’t even question it; he just nodded, a lump rising in his throat. Normally, I’d feel like I was sticking my neck out to engage in that sort of hyperbole, but this is as easy a call as I’ve ever made. Beat that, kids.
Your Best Picture Winner Will Be 12 Years a Slave (x)