{"id":4047,"date":"2026-02-08T12:20:52","date_gmt":"2026-02-08T12:20:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tomsalinsky.co.uk\/blog\/?p=4047"},"modified":"2026-02-08T12:20:52","modified_gmt":"2026-02-08T12:20:52","slug":"oscars-round-up-2026","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/tomsalinsky.co.uk\/blog\/index.php\/2026\/02\/08\/oscars-round-up-2026\/","title":{"rendered":"Oscars round-up 2026"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On its surface, <strong>Sentimental Value<\/strong> is just more Scandewegian misery-porn but there\u2019s sly humour and endless layers to this, yes miserable but also often very funny, story of a gloomy patriarch and his two daughters. Bookended by two scenes of actor-daughter Nora (Renate Reinsve) at work \u2013 one hilarious, one devasting \u2013 the structure is curiously unmoored. Stellan Skarsg\u00e5rd enters late, but then the story shifts to centre him, when it isn\u2019t centring the other sister played by Inga Ibsdotter Lilleaa, or briefly Elle Fanning as the miscast American star.<\/p>\n<p>While this doesn\u2019t quite have the cathartic shocks of <em>The Worst Person in the World<\/em>, the three leads all deliver heartfelt, nuanced performances and of course this is a movie about making movies, which the Academy loves. But it\u2019s really a movie about home, which isn\u2019t hard to puzzle out given the opening narration, but Trier contrives to make us forget that until it suddenly becomes clear what sacrifice the patriarch has made to fulfil his final vision.<\/p>\n<p>It won\u2019t win Best Picture though and neither will <strong>Hamnet<\/strong>, if the bookmakers are to be believed, but it\u2019s currently sitting neck-and-neck with <em>Sinners<\/em> as my film of the year. Chlo\u00e9 Zhao presents the greatest English language poet simply and humanely, as a man who seeks and questions and plays with his kids and can\u2019t talk to his wife. The script is reluctant to have anyone speak his name out loud, which helps avoid the awful historical namedropping which can quickly plunge a serious drama into giggle-inducing parody, but which also sometimes seems oddly coy.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s not an especially long film, at just over two hours, but at first it seems to gently roll along rather than to be pushed propulsively. Will and Agnes meet, marry, have kids, he starts to write, moves to London. Sure, the birth scenes are shockingly traumatic, but these are spikes of adrenaline, not kinetic directions of travel. Gradually, the kids gain a little agency over the story, which is when things start to pick up and, oh my word, little Olivia Lynes and Jacobi Jupe do beautiful work here.<\/p>\n<p>Sensibly avoiding trying to understand what it might be like to be Shakespeare, Maggie O\u2019Farrell\u2019s novel and Chlo\u00e9 Zhao\u2019s film instead present what it might be like to married to him, but shot through with the agony of loss. Even so, I was ready to file this one away as a nicely-acted, sensibly constructed, slice-of-Elizabethan-life story, but the climactic scenes utterly broke me. The combination of the two stories reflecting off each other, sensational performances from the leads and Noah Jupe, and some heartstopping moments of non-literalism, left me in bits. It\u2019s really quite something.<\/p>\n<p>Not quite so much to my taste was <strong>Train Dreams<\/strong> which felt to me rather like a drastically expurgated version of <em>The Brutalist<\/em>, since both concern men who helped build America meeting Felicity Jones while she and he are doing an accent, and then suffer loss before a big time jump gives us our coda. But director Clint Bentley is a big fan of Terrance Malik, which I am not, and so while there are a number of striking moments (notably an extended cameo from William H Macy), it\u2019s hard for me to parse out what it\u2019s all supposed to be about, even given that there\u2019s an omniscient voiceover trying to tell me. To be clear, with this kind of generation-spanning story, an omniscient voiceover is probably a better bet than endless \u201cAs you know, Bob,\u201d exchanges, and I have seen this kind of thing deployed brilliantly well. But here it just left me feeling that instead of taking the novella as a springboard, and leaping off from it, this film still had one foot in the world of literature and couldn\u2019t break free of it.<\/p>\n<p>That just leaves <em>The Secret Agent<\/em>, but I\u2019m also keen to see <em>Novelle Vague<\/em> and <em>If I Had Legs I\u2019d Kick You<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On its surface, Sentimental Value is just more Scandewegian misery-porn but there\u2019s sly humour and endless layers to this, yes miserable but also often very funny, story of a gloomy patriarch and his two daughters. 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