And he ended it by punting around for work. Classic Ridley. That’s it. What a night it’s been for dresses, commas, films that people claim to dislike more than they actually do and horrific dancing fish-men.
All done now. Thanks for sticking around long after you needed to. Oscars next! Bye!
Oh no, Ridley’s being Ridley again. He just mentioned his late brother, then impatiently rolled his eyes when the crowd started applauding. Never change, Ridley Scott.
Ridley Scott is moved by the award. This in itself must mean a lot, since he’s often unsentimental to the point of coldness. He reads a speech that doubles as autobiography. He also sounds so much like Michael Parkinson these days that I half expect to see him offering pensioners free pens in exchange for life insurance on a UKTV channel before long.
Now a highlight reel of Ridley Scott’s career. Blade Runner, Gladiator, Hannibal (weirdly), Alien, Legend, The Martian, Thelma and Louise, American Gangster, that terrible Orlando Bloom one (weirdly), The Counselor (weirdly). Good for Bafta for including the misses as well as the hits, though.
Oh, it’s because her husband is presenting next. Never mind. Prince William is here to introduce the Bafta Fellowship to Ridley Scott and, endearingly, he’s reading from a speech that has a little treasury tag through it.
And the winner is THREE BILLBOARDS OUTSIDE EBBING, MISSOURI. God bless Frances McDormand, who sternly hauls the producers to the stage so they don’t waste any time. The speeches get a slow clap from the Duchess of Cambridge, though, which is weird.
Daniel Craig is here to present BEST FILM. The introduction is tiny, but he still manages to cram in more words than he did in the entire running time of Quantum of Solace.
BEST DIRECTOR now. GUILLERMO DEL TORO wins for The Shape of Water. Not to return to the scaly well too often, but if he thanks that dancing fish-man in his speech, there will be hell to pay.
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