2017 Oscars (films of 2016)
The 2017 Academy Awards—honoring the films of 2016 should’ve been unkillable. Instead, Oscar Night played like a bloated rough cut with no producer in the room. On this episode of The Movie Makeover, we treat the ceremony like a failed prestige picture and fix it the only way Hollywood understands: with structure, discipline, and a ruthless trim.
This was the year of Moonlight [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=1], a film so precise and devastating it barely raises its voice—and still floors you. The year of La La Land [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=2], a nostalgia bomb polished to a mirror shine. The year of Manchester by the Sea [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=3], which emotionally waterboards you for two hours and then asks for another take. Add in the formal ambition of Arrival [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=4], the righteous competence of Hidden Figures [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=5], the theatrical muscle of Fences [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=6], the slow-burn fury of Hell or High Water [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=7], the craft-forward carnage of Hacksaw Ridge [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=8], and the earnest uplift of Lion [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=9]—and you’ve got a lineup that should’ve guaranteed a clean win.
We pull in the wider bench too—Jackie [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=10], Silence [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=11], Sausage Party, Elle [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=14], The Lobster [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=15], Nice Guys [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=17], and Sing Street [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=18]—and ask how a year this confident onscreen produced a ceremony this insecure off it. (Yes, according to Mike, the scrappy Irish teen musical with wall-to-wall bangers somehow felt more alive than most of the broadcast.)
Best Needle Drop (or: When a Song Actually Does the Work)
If you want a masterclass in how to use a song, start with Sing Street [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=19]—where music isn’t wallpaper, it’s character, propulsion, and plot. Now contrast that with the Oscars’ taste for sonic sugar highs. Can’t Stop the Feeling! [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=20] from Trolls [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=21] is engineered joy—fine, effective, and designed to sell plush toys. Then there’s Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=22], which weaponizes pop itself, including a perfectly deadpan cameo moment from Seal [chatgpt://generic-entity?number=23] that understands satire better than most acceptance speeches understand time limits. The makeover here is simple: stop rewarding loud for being loud. Give the win to the needle drop that changes the movie, not the one that survives the radio.