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Julianne Moore achieved her current success by constantly going against the norm. Initially starting in soap operas, she could have continued on that path and had a satisfactory career. However, she chose to switch to film and could have stuck with the types of roles she was offered, such as in movies like Body of Evidence and The Hand That Rocks the Cradle. Instead, she once again made a change by seeking out opportunities to work with highly regarded directors such as Paul Thomas Anderson and the Coen Brothers. This decision ultimately led to her winning an Academy Award.
It is possible that she may win again next year. Moore’s remarkable and unsettling performance in Todd Haynes’s May December, portraying an older woman in a relationship with a man she met when he was only 13 years old, has earned her numerous nominations and almost guarantees an Oscar nomination. Therefore, she has once again chosen to switch things up.
If you have been following the top contenders for the Oscar awards in recent years, you may have noticed that there are essentially only two strategies. To increase your chances of winning an Oscar, you can either bore people with endless talk about your complete immersion in a role (as Lady Gaga did for House of Gucci a couple of years ago, and as Bradley Cooper seems to be doing for Maestro), or you can simply behave like a fan who won a competition. Richard E Grant and Ke Huy Quan are prime examples of the latter, ramping up their enthusiasm to ridiculous levels in the hope of appearing as devoted followers of Hollywood rather than hyperactive children on caffeine.
However, this method is becoming outdated, prompting Moore to change things up. If Julianne Moore is determined to win an Oscar, she will do so with unwarranted animosity.
At a recent discussion featuring the cast of May December at the 92nd Street Y, Moore was posed a significant inquiry regarding perplexing foods. “Mashed potatoes. What’s the appeal? It’s just a formless mash. People adore it, but it’s simply mashed mush,” Moore exclaimed.
Now, it’s worth pointing out that Moore’s dislike of mashed potato is not new. Five years ago, to promote George Clooney’s Suburbicon, she voiced her hatred of mashed potatoes with such force that she left her own body and started referring to herself in the third person to lessen the horror. “Julianne Moore does not like mashed potatoes!” she yelled. “That’s Julianne Moore’s least favourite thing.”
Let’s be honest, you secretly want Moore to win an Oscar just a little bit more now, don’t you? Even if you’re a fan of mashed potatoes. Even if you’re the biggest supporter of mashed potatoes in the world. The fact that Moore has put so much effort into criticizing mashed potatoes, even though they’re not a major theme in May December, is actually quite charming.
The current concern is what will occur in the future. The Academy Awards are still several months away, so there is a fear that Moore may have started too early with her strong anti-mashed potato campaign and will lose steam before the actual ceremony. In my opinion, she has a few options. The first is to fully delve into her dislike of mashed potatoes, possibly participating in a few Longform podcast interviews where she can discuss the origins and persistence of her bold stance against mashed potatoes.
The next step is for her to publicly confront and conquer her intense dislike for mashed potatoes, slowly building up to an appearance on The Tonight Show. There, she can confidently eat a container of it with a plastic fork while Jimmy Fallon acts out in excitement like a startled sea lion.
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My preferred method would be to continue criticizing without giving any reasons. Perhaps the next time Moore makes a public appearance, she could express her dislike for hats. Or at a movie premiere, she could mention to a red carpet interviewer that she has an urge to punch a horse. And at the Oscar luncheon, she could hold up a sign that says “ALL CANDLES CAN PISS OFF.”
Her competitors must know what trouble they’re in. Expect a counter-offensive to take place any moment now. If Emily Blunt doesn’t publicly announce that she despises envelopes, or if Da’Vine Joy Randolph doesn’t tweet about her colossal dislike of trees, then the Oscar already belongs to Julianne Moore.
Source: theguardian.com
