What the Nominees Were: Braveheart, Apollo 13, Babe, Il Postino, Sense and Sensibility
Other Movies That Should Have Been Considered: Bizarre nominations this year. I like Babe and Il Postino fine, but how did they beat out more obvious Oscar-fare such as Nixon and Dead Man Walking? I’m less surprised that Toy Story and Safe did not get nominations, but they certainly deserved them.
What Did Win: Braveheart
How It’s Aged: It’s pretty repugnant. It makes an absolute hash of the true story, in ways that we now know conform to Gibson’s political views and personal problems. The movie oozes homophobia. It’s also just way too long and self-important. It has opposite politics from Dances With Wolves, but in many ways they’re similar movies. Both vanity projects that temporarily bamboozled the Academy but didn’t age well.
How It’s Aged: It’s pretty repugnant. It makes an absolute hash of the true story, in ways that we now know conform to Gibson’s political views and personal problems. The movie oozes homophobia. It’s also just way too long and self-important. It has opposite politics from Dances With Wolves, but in many ways they’re similar movies. Both vanity projects that temporarily bamboozled the Academy but didn’t age well.
What Should’ve Won: Safe
How Hard Was the Decision: I seriously considered Apollo 13, Dead Man Walking, and Sense and Sensibility, but none were as good or retro-actively important as Safe. There was no obvious candidate this year, so I decided to once again go with my heart and choose another creepy indie.
How Hard Was the Decision: I seriously considered Apollo 13, Dead Man Walking, and Sense and Sensibility, but none were as good or retro-actively important as Safe. There was no obvious candidate this year, so I decided to once again go with my heart and choose another creepy indie.
The Story: Fragile housewife Carol White lives a fairly idyllic life in the San Fernando Valley in 1987 with her husband and stepson, but everything goes wrong when she develops Environmental Illness, basically becoming deathly allergic to all chemicals. No one can help her, so she winds up living in a commune in the desert that may or may not be a cult. It ends with her moving into a plastic igloo, hanging a mirror, looking into it and saying “I love you, I love you.” Will that work? We have no idea.
Any Nominations or Wins: None whatsoever, not even for Moore! It received Independent Spirit Awards for Director, Feature, Female Lead and Screenplay, but won none.
Why It Didn’t Win: They still give away Independent Spirit Awards today, but it’s a little redundant, because the winner is always the same as the Oscars. The Awards have embraced independent cinema in the 2020s, but back in the 1990s, there was still a gulf separating them, thus the need for the two award-shows. Still, especially given the weak nominees, it’s crazy that this movie didn’t get a Picture nomination, and especially a nomination for Moore. (In 1999, it was belatedly voted the “Best Film of the Decade” by the Village Voice Film Poll.)
Why It Didn’t Win: They still give away Independent Spirit Awards today, but it’s a little redundant, because the winner is always the same as the Oscars. The Awards have embraced independent cinema in the 2020s, but back in the 1990s, there was still a gulf separating them, thus the need for the two award-shows. Still, especially given the weak nominees, it’s crazy that this movie didn’t get a Picture nomination, and especially a nomination for Moore. (In 1999, it was belatedly voted the “Best Film of the Decade” by the Village Voice Film Poll.)
Why It Should Have Won:
- Perhaps Moore didn’t get a nomination because Haynes intentionally chose not to give her many close-ups. We are never supposed to fully identify with Carol, and are in fact encouraged to judge her …and then feel bad about it …and then judge her again …and then hit our heads in frustration that we can’t figure her out. The film’s number one question, does this illness have a psychosomatic element or not, remains totally unanswered and it drives the viewer crazy. We feel awful to be in the same position as her doctors, husband, and ultimately even the commune she joins, blaming her for her own illness, and knowing we could be totally wrong. She’s clearly a victim, but of whom and what?? The film just masterfully twists that knife, never pulling it our or ramming it home.
- But that brings us to the film’s other unanswered question: Is the commune she joins a cult or not? Haynes felt that it was, and wanted to be clear that it was, but his instincts for fairness as a filmmaker conflicted with that. When Carol’s husband visits her, he points to a lit-up mansion looming over the commune’s cabins and asks who lives there. She says it’s the commune’s leader, without realizing that this might be a problem. But here’s the thing, Haynes decided to take out that exchange and that shot of the mansion when the film debuted at Sundance. Then, when he heard audiences assume that commune was an absolute good, he decided to restore the shot for the final release. Haynes’ inspiration to make the film was seeing his friends with AIDS be encouraged to blame themselves and turn to self-help gurus who claimed to be able to cure them without medicine. He clearly wanted to preserve the film’s main mystery (whether the illness was at all psychosomatic) and semi-resolve the other (whether it was a cult or not). I’m not sure whether he should have left the shot in or not, but if that’s what he wanted to say, I’m glad he trusted himself to say it.
- As you may have guessed, this is a film that has only grown in meaning and importance over the subsequent 31 years, as the line between self-help and medicine has continued to blur and blur. I was certainly conflicted watching the film: I diagnosed myself with cancer, couldn’t convince any doctor I was right, and was stage 4b before I finally got megadoses of chemotherapy (which I never fully recovered from) so I’ve never been able to dismiss cases like Carol’s which have only become more common in the years since this movie was made. Haynes was listening when no one else was, and neither judging nor endorsing. The result is one of the most powerful films I’ve ever seen.
- I will continue to spotlight female contributors to the male-directed films I give Awards to so this time I will spotlight this film’s legendary producer, Christine Vachon, who, in addition to all of Haynes’ films, also produced Swoon, Kids, Go Fish, I Shot Andy Warhol, Happiness, Boys Don’t Cry, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and One Hour Photo. A great champion of queer filmmakers (like herself and Haynes), but ultimately just a master of story regardless of who you or the filmmakers are. (In terms of female-directed films, we skipped right over Jane Campion’s masterpiece The Piano, because it got crowded out by my discussion of Schindler’s List and Groundhog Day, but I should have paused to point out that that also would have been a very strong contender)
- Fans of feminist storytelling will appreciate a shoutout: Whenever, in the film, anyone asks Carol to speak, and she finally responds hesitantly, she then gets interrupted before she can finish. At one point, in the commune, she’s asked to describe a room she remembers having as a child and finally thinks of one, but can only say “I guess this one I had, had yellow wallpaper and…” before being interrupted. No doubt a reference to Charlotte Perkins Gilman’s short story? A fun blink-and-you’ll-miss-it allusion.
- Carol’s relationship with her stepson is another one that does nothing for her (or, as with everything else in the movie, is this another reason to condemn her?) In their only real interaction in the movie, he reads his gruesome report for school about gangs in L.A. and she cautiously asks if it has to be so gory, but is shut down again. It’s a good example of the movie’s very dry satire of life in the Valley in the 80s.
- If I remember correctly 1995 was the first year I published a best of the year list (in my college paper) and I picked this as number one. Can you trust your opinions of 31 years ago, when you were 20? Rewatching this, I decided I could.









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