FYI, Miley Cyrus The Fraud, tried to diss Helen Mirren The Queen on Jonathan Ross Show by Me Me Me-ing herself to nausea.
The Oscars is a month away and I’ve had the savoring privilege to review the Oscar nominated movies for awards consideration. Thanks to The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences (AMPAS) my opinions will have some influence on the votes. During the last two Thursdays, my girlfriend and I have stretched out on the couch after a nice lunch and be entertained.
The Last Station was a such a pleasure to absorb, with soreness in between. The two words that pivot Helen Mirren’s portrayal as Tolstoy’s wife, Sofya, is energetic heartache. I can see ourselves within her reflection in the cracked mirror, understanding a woman’s need to cling onto what’s sacred and having to fight for what is rightfully and equally hers. Maybe it’s the alpha female syndrome of securing our power, our family, our life.
Christopher Plummer does not overshadow Helen Mirren’s roaring thunder of a character, but compliments her severity, as a man who is equally as stubborn and passionate about his own beliefs. Watching the two dance on fire, ice, then in bed mimicking the rooster’s mating call, you can’t help but understand despite their lunacy and chaos, their love for one another is as heavy and pure.
The two actors’ talents are bigger than life and almost made me wish James McAvoy, whom I am dearly fond of, wasn’t in the movie to begin with. The movie’s climax and ending with Mirren and Plummer at the train station is all that we care about.
Helen has my vote as the Leading Actress on this award season.
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