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Screen Actors Guild Awards SAG 2013

Screen Actors Guild Awards SAG 2013
"Argo" took house only one award at the Nineteenth Display Celebrities Guild Awards Weekend evening, but it was the one that mattered most. Successful the award for performance by a throw in a film, Ben Affleck's CIA dilemma hard its position as the front-runner in an Oscar competition that had been complicated for several weeks. Steven Spielberg's "Lincoln" nabbed two of the top performing prizes: Daniel Day-Lewis was known as cause performing professional for his performance as the Sixteenth chief executive, while Tommy Lee Jackson was known as performing professional in a assisting part for his expression of Rep. Thaddeus Stevens. But the film's strength in the Oscar best image competition has been delayed by its SAG throw reduction and by its beat at the arms of "Argo" at Weekend evening of Manufacturers Guild Awards.

The SAG throw award is often seen as a bellwether for the best image Oscar because many of the guild's associates also are part of the Academia of Movement Picture Artistry and Sciences, and actors consist of the biggest voting bloc of the academy.

"Argo" also bested "Les Misérables," "Silver Designs Playbook" and "The Best Unique Marigold Hotel" for the SAG throw award. The film, in which Affleck stars together with Bryan Cranston, Mike Arkin and David Goodman, facilities on a CIA broker given the job of the risky task of saving a number of United states diplomats captured up in the Iranian trend of 1979. Affleck also instructed the film, which has taken in $118 thousand at the household box workplace, and created it with Allow Heslov and Henry Clooney.

"I definitely believed there was no way we would win this award," Affleck said behind the scenes at the Shrine Exposition Middle. "You look at 'Silver Designs Playbook,' 'Les Miz,' 'Lincoln' — I believed, 'well, regardless of what happens, I know we won't win, and I'm OK with it.'"

Accepting the award, Affleck thanked not only the "Argo" stars who signed up with him on level but also all of the individuals who showed up in the movie, such as those whose conversation was in Farsi and accessories who didn't even talk. "They desired to destroy it to create the movie better," he said.

Jennifer Lawrence, 22, took house her first SAG win Weekend, for her cause part as a resolute but psychologically volatile younger widow in "Silver Designs Playbook." The celebrity, whose mother and father signed up with her at the display, first thanked MTV for the award because it was her part on the system "My Extremely Lovely 16" that permitted her to get her SAG cards. She also thanked her movie director, Bob O. Russell, whose son has psychological wellness problems.

"You created a movie for your son, so that he wouldn't experience alone and so that he could experience recognized," she said. "And I think I can talk on part of most of us in saying that you assisted more than your son. You've assisted so many children and … relatives, spouses, everybody."

SAG voters named Anne Hathaway female actor in a supporting role for her performance as Fantine in "Les Misérables." Hathaway made sure to thank her mother — also an actress — for voting for her, in addition to jokingly lauding the union for its dental insurance. "I got my SAG card when I was 14. It felt like the beginning of the world."

Day-Lewis, who throughout the awards season has been proclaimed the front-runner for the actor Oscar, continued his winning streak that began at the Golden Globes this month. Though "Lincoln" didn't win the cast award, he made sure to congratulate his fellow performers, proclaiming the statue "an ensemble award." (Jones, though, was not present to accept his statuette.)

Accepting his trophy, Day-Lewis described how he approached the daunting role. "For some reason, the guiding principle of the Hippocratic Oath kept nagging at me: First do no harm," he said. "And then it occurred to me that it was an actor that murdered Abraham Lincoln. Therefore, somehow it's only fitting that every now and then, an actor tries to bring him back to life again."

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Jodie Foster delivered Golden Globes

So what exactly was it that Jodie Foster did at the Fantastic Bulbs on Weekend night? Did she come out of the wardrobe without actually saying she was arriving out of the closet? Did she declare her pension from acting? Was she creating the situation for superstar comfort in the most community community imaginable?

The response to all of the above is: maybe, and I think the misunderstandings was deliberate, hopeless, and nervy on Foster’s aspect. The six-minute-plus conversation the superstar provided upon getting the Cecil B. DeMille Life-time Accomplishment Prize was as significantly individual as we’ve gotten from her or likely ever will get. That it was psychological, at factors borderline incoherent, is easy to comprehend. She was simultaneously dealing with a space complete of best buddies, her ex-partner, their two kids, a country of busybodies, and a lifestyle that is dependent to both “celebrity” and “reality” without having a company hold on what either of those constructs indicates. The conversation organised thousands while hardly having itself together.

Yet it also came in the perspective of a much-discussed “new casualness” about details of sex-related alignment, where superstars like Honest Sea or Anderson Cooper can discuss they are gay and it’s no big cope to anyone except, naturally, the press. The post-game respond to Foster’s declaration/not-declaration has, naturally, been all over the map. Big whoop, we always presumed you were gay and why did not you say so 20 decades ago when it would have created a difference? Or: Emphasize me again why we should experience consideration for wealthy, effective Celebrities, especially ones who stroll through gates others have opened? Or, from those in the enjoyment market or near to it: Thank you for baring your skilled, conflicted spirit. Foster’s other superstars wept, praised, tweeted. (@Ricky_Martin: “On your conditions. It’s your time! Not before or after. It’s when it seems right!” @Rosie [O’Donnell]: “A rather awesome conversation.” @kathygriffin: “Well done, woman.”)

To really parse this particular pop time, though, you have to take a take a phase returning and know what creates Promote exclusive as an superstar and, more essential, a community personality. If there is only one term that has always described her, it is “professional.” Promote has never been a sob sis or a queen, a glamourpuss or a popularity girl. Our understanding of her, appropriate or not, is that she is all about the perform. We brand her individual reticence a level of “class” and, along with other craftsmen like Meryl Streep, determine Promote the position of an anti-Kardashian of recent popularity. Yet we still get rid of to know. The double-edged blade of superstar lifestyle is that we want to both ennoble our superstars and understand their unclean little tricks, especially the ones we think they are trying to cover up.

At the same time, Jodie Foster has long been invested in maintaining her privacy, to an extreme unusual for public figures. (And here she might possibly say, well, I’m an actor who gives public performances, but that’s not the same thing as being a public figure. My characters are yours for consumption, but I’m not.) It bears remembering that the star was 18 in 1980 when John Hinckley, a young man obsessed with her performance in the 1976 movie “Taxi Driver,” tried to assassinate President Reagan to prove — actually, it doesn’t matter what he was trying to prove, he was insane. The global media descended on Foster, then a student at Yale, and imprisoned her in a news story she had no choice in joining. Aside from a 1982 article in Esquire, she has rightly refused to discuss the incident. Why should she? Who she really was had nothing to do with the Jodie Foster in Hinckley’s head. And the press made very clear which Jodie Foster it was interested in.

Foster is a rarity: a movie star who resists being locked into a public image.

That alone would make a young woman paranoid about attracting attention; now factor in that Foster had been professionally acting since she was 3 and — based on the roles and movies she chose at the time — appeared to be going through a very natural re-evaluation of who she was as both a person and a performer. On top of that, factor in her sexuality, which was nobody’s business to begin with and would have been a radioactive subject in the closeted 1980s.

So Foster has been and remains shy about herself as a public persona while living a reasonably open life as a person within the larger entertainment community. And it has been a mark of the respect we have granted her — because of the trauma of the Hinckley incident, because of her no-nonsense skills as an actor and director — that the culture has allowed her to maintain the duality. On some level, we just don’t care, because the bargain we make with Foster is that her fierce, committed performances are enough, and that if she’s not going to sell herself with sex — which 99 percent of movie stars do as a matter of daily business — we’re not going to insist she do so.

It’s harder to maintain that position as a public figure when the culture’s homophobia is gradually thawing around you, though, and Foster has over the years been called out by activists for not making an overt public proclamation of her assumed sexuality. She did so within the castle walls of the Hollywood creative community, praising her then-partner, Cydney Bernard, at a 2007 industry event. But until the Golden Globes speech, she had no interest in engaging us, the consumers. Maybe she was terrified of being consumed.

Still, when does the need for privacy become an act of hiding? What does a public figure owe to her public, to the culture wars, to people like her? The sphere of persona around Foster has prompted these questions even as she has seemed unsettled, uncertain, or uninterested in addressing them. She is a rarity: a movie star who resists being locked into a public image. That’s a culturally perverse stance, and one with which you can argue all day, but it’s also her right as a human being. Thus the Golden Globes dodge, “I’m . . . single.” Whatever else we hear from Jodie Foster on a podium, you can almost guarantee it won’t be the words, “I’m gay.” That would be to play the game by the media’s rules rather than hers.

The irony is that Foster is articulate as hell in person, with a wicked sense of humor about herself and a mind that never stops clicking. I’ve interviewed her during movie publicity tours; you can’t shut her up. She loves talking about the process of filmmaking and about creative relationships on and off the set. She doesn’t care what you think of Mel Gibson; he’s her friend and that’s that. And when we spoke prior to the release of her most recent acting-directing effort — that brave, foolish movie called “The Beaver” — she allowed that if she were 18 all over again and knew what she knows now, she probably wouldn’t choose to be an actor. That everything you give isn’t, in the end, worth what you have to give away.

So maybe her speech was about coming out of the closet, as far as she thinks we deserve to know. And maybe she is calling it quits. Probably not; backstage after the speech, Foster told the press that she’d never stop acting entirely (“You’d have to drag me behind a team of horses”) and that she intends to focus increasingly on her efforts behind the camera. She’s a professional, after all.

Maybe that speech was just a way for Jodie Foster, the person, to finally fire Jodie Foster, the star.

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