Whoever decided to let Jennifer Lawrence hold the laudatory speech for Lily Gladstone, I feel so fucking seen by them. Because for me it was just a perfect moment.
Jennifer Lawrence, who had her first Lead Actress Academy Award nomination for Winter's Bone, a heart-wrenching beast of a movie driven almost entirely on Lawrence's stellar performance. Jennifer Lawrence, who did not receive this award back then, although I so very direly hoped she would. Jennifer Lawrence, who got her Academy Award just two years later.
She speaks to Lily Gladstone, whose performance is the key to make Killers of the Flower Moon an important movie. Lily Gladstone, whose performance wrenched my heart almost as much as Lawrence's once did. Lily Gladstone, whom I so very direly hoped to win this year's Lead Actress Academy Award.
My wife and I have a tradition of watching a recording of the Academy Awards during breakfast on the morning after (time-zone wise that's better than pretending that we're still young enough to stay up way past ass o'clock to watch it live). And today marked the first time in years that it left me fucking sobbing over my breakfast.
And I want to thank the Academy for that.
Bonus points for giving me perfect comfort after Gladstone did not win the award. Lawrence also did not, but she did so later. So there is hope. Gosh. I needed this reminder.
