This year’s Oscars feel oddly bloodless. Not because there are no good films in the race, but because the ceremony increasingly resembles a formality. As far as the acting awards go, Michael B Jordan looks like a well-deserved shoo-in for best actor, and Jessie Buckley seems nailed on for best actress. Even more contested categories like Best Picture feel like a foregone conclusion. We all suspect that One Battle After Another is going to sweep up the awards. There is no sense that there is a genuine competition going on here.
