Today Justine Triet, the director
of Anatomy of a Fall joined an exclusive club. She became only the sixth
director in the nearly 100 year history of the Academy Awards to be nominated
for direction an international film that received a corresponding nomination
for Best Picture. The others include Costas Gavras for Z, Roberto
Bengini for Life is Beautiful, Ang Lee for Crouching Tiger, Hidden
Dragon, Michael Haneke for Amore and Bong Joon Ho for Parasite. Triet
is the first female director to be nominated for directing an international
film since 1976 when Lina Wertmuller became the first woman nominated for directing
in Academy history for Seven Beauties. However that film was not
nominated for Best Picture.
I mention all of this
because I know how Hollywood and the media work and I am certain that Triet’s
remarkable accomplishment will, at best, get a few mentions at the bottom of
the pages of all of the entertainment journals and websites today, tomorrow and
well past the Oscars next month. Because the big story in Hollywood today is
how Greta Gerwig was snubbed by the Oscars for directing Barbie even
though the film was nominated for eight other awards including Best Picture.
The fact that Gerwig was nominated for producing and writing the film will be
overlooked in the long saga of how another woman director was ignored. I
imagine there will be some who will argue that Triet’s nomination was done so
the Oscars could say they nominated a female director but ignore Gerwig. The
possibility that Anatomy of A Fall is
a better film will not enter into the discussion at all because
everybody saw Barbie and ‘no one’ saw Anatomy of A Fall. That the
film took Best International Film and Best Screenplay at the Golden Globes and Barbie
was basically ignored by them will do nothing to convince these people of
the toxic sexism in Hollywood.
There’s a longer story to
be told about the xenophobia that has always plagued the Oscars and has always regulated
films that are not made in America to second class at best. I might end
up writing that article someday. But the thing is, I am a student of Academy
Award history and I also know all too well that these arguments of toxic sexism
when it comes to female directors in Hollywood are anything but without merit.
And since we have reached what is a dubious milestone in Hollywood history this
same year, I think it’s worth discussing the very messed-up history of the
Oscars when it comes to female directors, whether it comes to ignoring them out
right, the industry’s attitude when they win and how even their victories often
come at the expense of other minorities.
In 1983 Yentl was
one of the big winners at the Golden Globes. It won Best Picture (Comedy or Musical)
and Barbra Streisand made history by becoming the first female to win Best
Director.
Streisand’s win was against
very formidable competition. Among them were Mike Nichols for Silkwood, Ingmar
Bergman for Fanny and Alexander and James L. Brooks for Terms of
Endearment. The latter film had won Best Drama, Best Actress for Shirley
MacLaine, Best Supporting Actor for Jack Nicholson and Best Screenplay. The fact
that Streisand had beaten Brooks was a shakeup to the industry and a Best
Director nomination seemed inevitable.
But when the Oscar
nominations were announced, Streisand wasn’t nominated. Not just for directing,
but anything. She has written, produced and starred in the film and been
completely ignored. There had been criticism about Streisand and the movie – critics
called it a passion project – but it was impossible to look at it as anything
but a personal affront to Streisand and female directors in general.
The idea of the hyphenate
was just become popular in 1983 and there were many critics who considered even
the men who did these projects somewhat egomaniacal. In the four years prior
Warren Beatty had become the first person since Orson Welles to be nominated
for starring, writing, directing and producing a movie – twice. But he had won
nothing for Heaven Can Wait and while Reds had won him Best
Director, in a huge upset Best Picture went to Chariots of Fire. Woody
Allen had been getting more recognition in this field; in 1977, he had won Best
Director and Screenplay for Annie Hall but when he hadn’t shown up to
accept the Oscars, Hollywood took the snub personally. (He was nominated for
more Oscar than anyone in history; he never showed up for any of the
nominations.) So at the time people might have been more inclined to consider
the snubs for Streisand a sign that they believed performers like her were
egomaniacs.
That became a lot harder
eight years later when she directed The Prince of Tides. Unlike with Yentl,
she was nominated by the Directors Guild and because the film was also
widely acclaimed it seemed certain that she would get a nomination. The day of
the nominations Prince of Tides was nominated for Best Picture and six
other Oscars – but Streisand was ignored for directing (and acting, though
fewer people noticed.)
This time it was
impossible to ignore the sexism involved. And sadly much of this overshadowed
what was a more significant accomplishment. John Singleton had become the first
African-American ever to be nominated for both Best Director and Best
Screenplay. While this was understandably celebrated in many circles, this
became part of what would be an unfortunate pattern going forward the next
thirty years – the Oscars trading one identity group against another.
Two years later the sexism
could not be ignored. When Jane Campion’s The Piano came out it became
one of the most acclaimed films of 1993, a triumph for the unknown New Zealand
director, the debut of Anna Paquin and the stunning work of Holly Hunter. It
was loved by millions. Then the critics awards started to come and the problems
started.
The National Board of
Review, LA Critics and New York Film Critics all gave Best Picture to Schindler’s
List. All three also gave the Best Director and Screenplay prizes to The
Piano. This baffled many Hollywood observers but they were angrier that Steven Spielberg
had been robbed rather than The Piano.
This began what became a
toxic backlash against both the film and Campion and particular. Even after she
became only the second woman in Oscar history to be nominated for Best
Director, there was a rage that this upstart young ‘woman’ might take the Oscar
from the beloved Steven Spielberg who had ‘paid his dues.’ The arguments had
little to do with the quality of both films – both movies are works of art in
my opinion – and the level of toxicity and back-scratching that takes place in
Hollywood around Oscar season. Campion becoming the first woman to win an Academy
Award for writing should have been a significant moment but it was lost in the
coronation of both Spielberg and Schindler’s List.
A decade later, no one
seemed that upset when Sofia Coppola managed to get nominated for three Oscars
for Lost in Translation, including directing and screenplay. And no one
objected that much when she lost to Peter Jackson for Best Director – it was Lord
of The Rings year and it was Coppola’s second film. In a sense there may
have been a certain amount of forgiveness here – Sofia had been ostracized by
the community for her horrible performance in The Godfather III. The term
‘nepo baby’ didn’t exist in 1990, but it’s hard not to think of it applying in
that case. Sofia Coppola has spent the next decade out of the public eye and
was beginning to show promise as a great creative force in her own right. The
fact that her second film is considered one of the masterpieces of the 21st
century didn’t hurt.
The independent film
industry at this point was beginning to flourish in a way it never had and
female directors and writers were getting opportunities that would have been
impossible twenty years earlier. This became clear in 2008, when three women
were nominated for Best Original Screenplay. Diablo Cody won for Juno, but
Tamara Jenkins was nominated for her brilliant dark comedy The Savages and
Nancy Oliver for her quiet film Lars and the Real Girl. That same year
Sarah Polley made her directorial debut for the brilliant dark movie of Away
from Her and was nominated for Best Adapted Screenplay. The times were
changing.
The next year Kathryn
Bigelow finally managed to do what Streisand, Campion and Coppola couldn’t: win
an Oscar for Best Director. I have to say even now I’m not entirely sure if
Bigelow won the Oscar for other reasons. For one, she was the ex-wife of James
Cameron who had been nominated for Best Director for Avatar which had
just become the highest grossing film of all time, outgrossing Cameron’s Titanic.
Hollywood had been pissed when it his acceptance speech Cameron had
shouted: “I’m the king of the world!” Throughout the awards season, The Hurt
Locker had won the critics’ awards but Avatar was the popular
favorite. Part of me still wonders if they gave the Best Director and Best
Picture not so much out of her individual achievement, which was considerable,
and as a thumb in the eye to Cameron saying, “these are the kind of films we
like recognizing, not the ones you make.”
It did not help that The
Hurt Locker an independent film had not been highly regarded by the Spirits,
the major awards show for independent films. Neither Bigelow nor the movie was
nominated for Best Picture. Indeed, the big winner that year had been Precious,
which had taken five Spirits including Best Director and Screenplay for Lee
Daniels. Daniels, like Bigelow, was nominated for Best Director, but the film
won Best Screenplay instead. Geoffrey Fletcher was the first African-American
to win for Best Screenplay, which was also significant.
The next decade showed
more significant progress that the Oscars had in the previous eighty when it
came to nominated minorities and women in writing and directing awards. But it
is worth noting that one still came at the expense of the other – and often no
one noticed the exclusion.
In 2012, the Hollywood
community was outraged when Argo was nominated for Best Picture but Ben
Affleck was not nominated for Best Director. Somehow it was missed that Affleck’s
exclusion was just one of several oddities that same year – including that
Kathryn Bigelow, who had been one of the heavy favorites for Best Director for Zero
Dark Thirty, had also been ignored. I remember many people being angry
about Affleck’s exclusion; I don’t remember a similar level of it for Bigelow.
Most likely that is because she, like Tom Hooper and Quentin Tarantino, who had
also been among the notable snubs, had won before. That year Ang Lee won for Life
of Pi, becoming the first Asian to win Best Director.
Five years later Greta
Gerwig became the first woman since Bigelow to be nominated for Best Director
for her direction of Lady Bird. That she went home empty handed didn’t
seem a snub to many but rather the start of a long history. There had been wins
of greater significance that same night. Jordan Peele had become the first African-American
to win Best Original Screenplay for Get Out and Guillermo Del Toro had
won Best Director for The Shape of Water. Del Toro’s win would be the fifth time in six years a Mexican-born
director won in that category between 2013 and 2018: Alfonso Cuaron had won for
Gravity in 2013, Alejandro G. Iñárritu had won back to back for Birdman
and The Revenant and Cuaron would win again the following year for Roma.
In 2019 things started to
get strange. Little Women was nominated for Best Picture but Gerwig was
not among the nominees for Best Director even though the film received eight nominations.
She lost Best adapted screenplay to Taika Waititi for JoJo Rabbit but
the big story that night was Parasite become the first international
film in Oscar history to win Best Picture. Bong Joon-Ho became the second Asian
to win Best Director and the first to win Best Original Screenplay.
Over the next two years female
directors have had incredible triumphs at the Oscars and no one noticed. In
2021, Chloe Zhao became the first Asian-American woman to win Best Director.
Emerald Fennell became the first to win Best Original Screenplay. Because we
were all in lockdown and recovering from the events of the election and the
aftermath, no one was watching the Oscars and those who did were upset that the
late Chadwick Boseman hadn’t won Best Actor. The next year Jane Campion finally
won Best Director and Sian Heder took Best Screenplay for CODA. All
anyone was talking about the next day was Will Smith slapping Chris Rock.
People did notice in 2022 when no women were nominated for Best Director
and many seemed more upset that Sarah Polley had not been nominated for Best
Director for Women Talking. She won for Best Adapted Screenplay, the
third consecutive year that happened. Last year was also the year of Everything
Everywhere All At Once as well as the greatest year for Asian actors and creative
forces in film to that point. I also remember people being pissed that Angela
Bassett lost to Jamie Lee Curtis.
The Oscar nominations for
this year represent yet another incredibly diverse field, most notably when it
comes to African-Americans in acting and writing as well as the first ever
nominee of indigenous ancestry. Because these are the Oscars they will point to
the level of diversity and inclusion this year. Because this is America there
will be just as much written if not more about who is left out.
As a student of Hollywood
and the Oscars, I think the former argument holds more merit. I know that given
the great love in the industry for Barbie the arguments won’t be made in
that sense. It won’t be helped by the fact that this year SAG-AFTRA is giving
its lifetime achievement award to none other Barbra Streisand. (You can’t
script this kind of stuff.)
I may have sounded like
much of this is a critique of how the Oscars works. On the contrary, I believe
the last decade has shown many signs of progress that would have been unthinkable
when Yentl came out. I don’t pretend there isn’t a long way to go – the Oscars
keep slipping up when it comes to diversity in its acting nominees – but it’s
hard not to look at the nominated directors and writers over the last fifteen
years, not merely when it comes to women but every identity group and not see
the slow but the steady hand of progress.
Think of it this way: Martin
Scorsese received his tenth Oscar nomination for Best Director for Killers
of the Flower Moon. (I’ll be honest that’s still fewer than he deserves,
but that’s another story.) When Taxi Driver was nominated for Best
Picture, he was ignored for Best Director (not for the first time) for Wertmuller
for Seven Beauties. While he might have felt personally upset at being snubbed,
he of all people would have appreciated the significance of her being
nominated. The industry has changed in many way since his most recent
nomination and while he would not like many of them, I think he would consider
the progress that we could be arguing about which female director was included
and which was excluded something that we could all be grateful for.
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