

I will put a photograph for now, to represent what I considered to be exceptional about this Oscar year.

Viola Davis shows everything, in her character-restraining way of showing practically nothing.
She is calm, and direct, and holds back with the dignity of a black woman who is confronted, unexpectedly; and yet is able to maintain composure. All the while, letting us, the audience, get a sense of her whole life. All the burdens she experiences.


I noticed that they all worked together, as if knitted together. It was my first sense, and desire, to be part of an acting ensemble. And, the role that Sinatra played, it was like a drop of ink on a piece of blotter paper. Just filled up the part. With an ease, and an intensity that never felt intense, at all. Magically alive.