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On Oscar night, our happiness and delight for the winners vanish in comparison to the rage that we feel for those who went home with only a magnificent career and millions of dollars in the bank, but no award. We are only a few years away from what I predict will be called Participation Oscars being awarded to all who show up, so let us relish these last few years of cutthroat competition, boycotts, and fashion victims (shout-out to Miss Rivers).

Before they eliminate the barroom brawls of Oscar rivalries, perhaps we’ll see a few more categories added to the list, and therefore I propose an Academy Award for Best Movie Line. Below we remember a few of our favorites from movies that took home nothing more than a program on Oscar night . . . but don’t let’s ask for the moon; we have the stars.

 

AnnaChr“You was going on as if one of you had to own me. But, nobody owns me, see; excepting myself. I’ll do what I please and no man, I don’t give a darn who he is, can tell me what to do. I haven’t asked either of you for a living. I’ll make it myself, one way or another. I am my own boss. So put that in your pipe and smoke it!” – Anna, Anna Christie (1930)

 

 

PublicEn“There you go with that wishin’ stuff again. I wish you was a wishing well. So that I could tie a bucket to ya and sink ya.” – Tom Powers, The Public Enemy (1931)

 

 

KlondikeAnn“When I’m caught between two evils, I generally like to take the one I never tried.” – Rose Carlton, Klondike Annie (1936)

 

 

DarkPass“You know, it’s wonderful when guys like you lose out. Makes guys like me think maybe we got a chance in this world.” – Vincent Parry, Dark Passage (1947)

 

 

TheRose“So what do you do when he comes home with the smell of another woman on him? Do you say, ‘Oh honey, let me open up my lovin’ arms and my lovin’ legs. Dive right in, baby, the water is fine?’ Is that what you say, girls? Or do you say, ‘Fuck this shit! I’ve had enough of you, you asshole! Pack your bags. I’m putting on my little waitress cap and my fancy high-heeled shoes, I’m gonna go find me a real man, a good man, a true man. A man to love me for sure.’ ” Mary Rose Foster, The Rose (1979)

 

 

NinetoFive“If you ever say another word about me or make another indecent proposal, I’m gonna get that gun of mine, and I’m gonna change you from a rooster to a hen with one shot!” – Doralee Rhodes, Nine to Five (1980)

 

 

Clue“Husbands should be like Kleenex: soft, strong, and disposable.” – Mrs. White, Clue (1985)

 

 

Heathers“Come on, it’ll be very. The note’ll give her shower-nozzle masturbation material for weeks.” – Heather Chandler, Heathers (1988)

 

 

LarryF“Now I have a message for all you good, moral, Christian people who are complaining that breasts and vaginas are obscene. Hey, don’t complain to me. Complain to the manufacturer.” – Larry Flynt, The People vs. Larry Flynt (1996)

 

 

“He never spoke up to you, because you would never listen. I never spoke up to you, because I could never get a word in!” – LV, Little Voice (1998)

 

 

MSDTWHU EC005“You could stand there naked with a mattress strapped to your back and still look like a vestal virgin.” – Monica, 200 Cigarettes (1999)

 

 

Devil1“Is there some reason that my coffee isn’t here? Has she died or something?” – Miranda Priestly, The Devil Wears Prada (2006)


It was only a matter of time before I walked across the Netflix ballroom and introduced myself to the great Greta Garbo. It turns out we’ve already met; it was decades ago when Daddy Warbucks took Annie and me to see Camille (1936). At the time, I was able to put aside my crushing fears of Miss Hannigan and enjoy the Rockettes’ introduction to the performance Garbo herself acknowledged as her best. Although Annie (1982) provided only a snippet of Garbo’s film, those few minutes invaded my young, impressionable mind, and she remains a cherished part of my childhood. Later on I would fast-forward the Camille moments of Annie simply because I couldn’t handle watching the final curtain of poor Marguerite.

Although she received an honorary Oscar in 1955, none of Greta Garbo’s performances earned her an Academy Award. She was nominated four times (two of them in the same year), but we do have to file her under the “Too Good for an Oscar” column, along with Judy Garland, Cary Grant, and Lauren Bacall. Long overdue is my coming to know Garbo, so I figured I would start with the Oscar nominations. In Anna Christie (1931), the silver screen played Garbo’s voice for the first time — she schleps herself into a bar, falls into a chair, and strongly mutters “Give me a vhiskey!” Along with the crackling sound of the film reel that provides Anna Christie with its soundtrack, that deeply recognizable voice of Garbo’s immediately set a new standard in the world of film.

Moving on to her penultimate role in Ninotchka (1939), truthfully I felt awkward laughing at Greta Garbo as much as I did. Of all the words I could use to describe this woman’s striking talent, “funny” was never one of the first that sprung to mind (Marguerite’s death must have been too much for me!). But when Garbo laughs in Ninotchka, she’s not alone. Along with the constant cigarettes that light up a black-and-white screen, the drinks flow as easily as the smoke, and the hard-headed Ninotchka gets properly smashed on champagne. When she confesses to her drinking buddy the guilt she feels for enjoying herself, she tells him he should “stand her up against the wall.” Merrily he blindfolds her and does as she asks before he turns to open another bottle.  The moment he pops the cork, she slides down the wall with a dancer’s grace, riddled with audible bullets . . . the next day my thumb hurt from all the rewinding.

Our courting has just begun, mine and Garbo’s, but I couldn’t resist sharing an Annie-sized snippet of our introduction. Certainly there is more to come, but for now I’m afraid you must leave us — we want to be alone.

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