Those Oscar nominations in full

I was thinking of posting about the Oscar nominations, but thanks to the six month long blogathon that is the awards season these days that I almost feel like the winners have already been announced. The whole thing feels thoroughly pre-masticated. Hasn't everyone known for months now that The Artist is going to win? That Viola Davis and George Clooney are the most likely best actors, with Christopher Plummer and Octavia Spencer shoe-ins for supporting? Many of the Oscar blogs, faced with the chiselled inevitability of all this, have take on a fractious tone of late, one even asking its readers their vote for Most Likely Upset would be if the field weren't so pre-determined — like school kids dreaming up Unlikely Ends for teacher. I am glad for Rooney Mara and also for The Tree of Life — I appreciate the novelty-factor of the Academy going for someone like Malick. I'm not too outraged by Albert Brooks' omission — I found his turn in Drive a little chewy — and I applaud the snubbing of Harry Potter — an appalling series of films — but am sullen at the prospect of further glory for Scorsese's fancy dud, Hugo, disheartened by Bennett Miller's snub and even more so by the score excludees: Mychael Danna (Moneyball), Trent Reznor (Dragon Tattoo) and Cliff Martinez (Drive). Which means I don't have a horse in the race, though I would, of course, use my sofa as a trampoline if Brad Pitt won.