Ever since the one-two punch of Million Dollar Baby and Crash, both of which won Best Picture and both of which I didn’t even think were good, I’ve paid no attention to films based on respect from the academy.
I’ve seen Fury Road, I’ve heard of Ms Simone, never even heard of Spotlight. Here’s what I saw in theaters in calendar 2015: Fury Road, Ant Man, Avengers 2. I may try to go to Deadpool tonight. If I get the rare chance to drag my ass to the cinema, I don’t plan on burning it on some important message movie about injustice. I want it to be one where the giant screen is part of the experience.
That said, if I could have seen the Jimi Hendrix movie with Andre 3000 in it in the theater, I would have.