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400 Screens, 400 Blows - Dear Kate

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400 Screens, 400 Blows is a weekly column that takes an in-depth look at the films playing below the radar, beneath the top ten, and on 400 screens or less.

Well, Kate Winslet, you finally won your Oscar. Congratulations! It has been a long hard road since your first nomination, what was it? Fourteen years ago, for Sense and Sensibility? Then, let's see, the other nominations came for Titanic (1997), Iris (2001), Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), Little Children (2006) and finally The Reader. In-between, there were lots of other attempts to get nominated, with performances in Kenneth Branagh's amazing four-hour Hamlet (1996), Philip Kaufman's fascinating Quills (2000), the awful anti-death-penalty message movie The Life of David Gale (2003), the turgid Finding Neverland (2004), and even a remake of a former Oscar-winner, All the King's Men (2006).

Some people thought you should have been nominated for last year's Revolutionary Road (181 screens), rather than The Reader. But can I be honest? I thought they were both bloody boring, both filled to the brim with prestige with no room for art or soul. (They are what Manny Farber once termed "parade floats" or "white elephants.") Because, let's face it, if you really want an Oscar -- and who can blame you for that? -- you have to make a certain type of film. We can fight and complain, but that's just the way it is.



Now you've won. And now you'll undoubtedly get more of the same prestigious type of scripts, sent by people hoping to win yet more Oscars and to sell more terrible films like The Reader. Which, by the way, has now grossed over $31 million. That's a lot for a film that you have to hold your nose and swallow like a pill. And it's all thanks to you.

But here's what I hope. I hope, now that your dream has come true, that you get to use your talent for something wonderful, weird and lasting, something beautiful and sad. Take Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind; it stands out like a bloomed rose from your other weedy nominated films, simply because it has a personal stamp on it; it feels like a real work of imagination from a pair of weirdos with a crazy idea. It doesn't have anything to say about Nazis or the evils of suburbia or the death penalty, nor does it come from a classic novel. It's about sadness and loneliness and love, which is far more interesting stuff. Of all your films, it will be the one that young film buffs will be checking out decades from now.

Remember back all those years ago when you were in Jane Campion's Holy Smoke (1999)? People practically ran screaming from that film, but I loved it because it provoked in a way that neither The Reader nor Revolutionary Road would never dare or even consider. It was far more sexual, and human, than most of your other films. Or what about Peter Jackson's Heavenly Creatures (1994), your breakout role? What fun you must have had making that, doing all that crazy stuff, rather than just sitting for old age makeup.

Ah. Good times. Which brings us back to the present. I know you're probably taking a moment to relax and enjoy your Oscar glory, which you absolutely deserve. And then you have that pile of scripts to look at. But please take a moment before you choose. Use your instincts. Use your guts. Don't think about awards or critics or receptions or box office or career arcs. Do something really crazy. Dare to be wonderful. And we'll love you for it.

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