Thanks for all your lovely messages. Of course I was disappointed. It’s not every day you’re up for an Oscar for best editing but, to be honest, I was so sure I wasn’t going to win it, I didn’t even bother going to Hollywood. Why do what everyone else is doing? There are plenty of bandwagons out there if you feel like a bit of a jump.
No, I didn’t even watch. Some may say that’s a bit churlish – or even that that might have affected my chances of winning (the Academy takes lack of attendance as a bit of a snub) – but I don’t think so.
Personally, I think that what most affected my chances of winning was not having edited a film this year. In fact, I never have, which was why just getting the nod was enough. Truly.
So, not wanting to seem churlish, I thought I’d do an acceptance speech here.
“Oh, wow. Oh, my goodness. Well, this is unexpected. First the nomination and now, this! I’d like to thank the Academy – it really means so much when your peers vote for your editing. Even to have your editing noticed is amazing; most people think it’s all shot in one day. It isn’t. Thanks for noticing. I’d like to thank my producers and my wonderful, wonderful director: I only met you that one time, but that day (more like a half day really, but lunch waits for no man!), that one day you came into my suite you brought me a latte. I don’t do dairy, but hey the thought was there! Waits for laughter and smattering of applause to die down. I was also lucky enough to work with some of the most gifted actors in the world. Man, it was inspiring to watch what you’d done, weeks before, and then chop your faces into something even more…good. I hope you like my editing as much as I enjoyed editing you. I’d like to thank the planet, because man, that’s where we’re all standing and y’know, you can’t edit Mother Nature. Pauses for standing ovation, wipes away tear. And last, but not least, I’d like to thank the other nominees in my category – editing: Snips O’ Toole, Cutty Brown, Davis McChopmeister and Fred “Fredit” Edit. You guys are amazing. I love you. Music starts. Well, that’s my cue. Fade to black!” Holds Oscar aloft and is led away by Rod Steiger and Lydia from Fame, pretends to recognize both. Is thrown in a secret backstage Oscar dungeon and never heard of again.
Still, great about Kathryn Bigelow, though, eh?
