Brad Pitt

In its booze-addled worship of cinema, “Babylon” loses sight of its north star, turning a story about the victims of excess into excess itself and becoming spectacularly tone deaf to the context surrounding it.

It’s astonishing how good a bad movie can make Brad Pitt look.

True to its definition of unease in the face of artificial humanity, this record materializes a barely recognizable human condition warped by the 21st century.

The album engulfs the listener through its harrowing lyrics and somber instrumentals, which remind its audience of forgotten feelings of claustrophobia and distress in early pandemic days.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen the bio, “6’1” ’cause I guess that matters.” And you know what? It kind of does matter. But it’s not our fault.

As the night progressed, viewers saw the expected winners triumph in the acting categories, while the night’s top awards saw stunning, historic upsets.    

Whether or not you ever get around to watching the actual movies, tearing through these clips will grant you a highlight reel to help prepare for Sunday’s ceremony. 

Pitt’s lead performance is tremendously rigorous in its stiff, rehearsed motion and assured decision-making, but his eyes reveal a heart-shredding vulnerability underlying his actions.

(Tarantino) indeed luxuriates in resurrecting 1969 Los Angeles in his image, spending plenty of time with characters listening to radio ads while speeding through spotlights in vintage cars — but the ubiquity of pop culture has purpose.