"Oh my God, I can not believe it! You guys rule!"
I’ve trained it once or twice. Actually, I have gained some kind of stage experience over the last...let’s say 10 years of my juvenile life, practicing the most quivering moment of a film director’s life (I’m no stupid imagining myself beating Meryl Streep or, worse, poor Lauren Bacall): reading my “thanks to everybody” speech while forgeting the name of my beloved agent right in front of Clint Eastwood, who would be obsviouly giving Mr. Naked Golden Statue to me. But, here I am, searching for something new in The Guardian, when one of those which-type-of-something-are-you-quiz (love them all) bump into my eyes: “are you an Oscar winner or loser? Try our quiz and find out”, I couldn’t be more excited. So there I go, trying to do my best to answer the questions in a proper way and bang! I score 30! What does it means? Means “Gallant nominee. You clearly know your way around the Oscar minefield and have launched your campaign on the back of a prestige project. That said, you're still too wet behind the ears, and too much of an unknown quantity for the Academy voters. Prepare to smile and clap graciously when another name is called”. Dammed. Guess I’ll have to focus to the Golden Globes next year. Hope Barbra will be there to see it.
