Interesting…
According to both Tom O’Neil’s NYT piece and Dave Karger in EW this week, the number of votes needed for a nomination is 1/6 the total ballots and not 1/5. But neither explains why.
I will try to figure it out on Monday.
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What would happen if 6 movies were exactly tied in votes? They can only pick 5, maybe that’s the logic…although you can extend that into infinity, a tie of ten, a tie of twenty…
I’m no lightning calculator, but wouldn’t 1/6th-plus-one guarantee you one of the top five places?
Makes perfect sense to me. Think about it for a minute: Imagine there are 3,000 voters. OK, one-sixth of 3,000 is 500, correct? Leaving 2500, correct? Now, there might be, say, four other movies that would get more than 500 votes. But it would be impossible for FIVE other movies to get more than 500 votes. (Not even 501 votes – that would total 2505 votes.) An exact six-way tie would be pretty unlikely, if not downright impossible, considering the sheer number of movies eligible for the Oscar. So, if you can manage one-sixth of the vote, you’re guaranteed to be one of the final five top vote-getters.
Math. Joy. Makes brain hurt..
Of course, the catch is actually getting one-sixth of the vote. It’s like the old Steve Martin routine: “You can make a million dollars and not pay taxes. Yes, friends, you heard me: You can make a million dollars AND NOT PAY TAXES. How do you do it? It’s simple. First, get a million dollars….”
I guess what’s interesting is that it is one more complication in a complicated system. Why shouldn’t a film get 1/5 in order to make it? I guess 1/6th does give additional weight to higher votes.
Interesting.
Just curious…Any final thoughts on the whole Phantom of the Opera fiasco? I’m not talking about its box office potential or anyone’s personal opinion of the quality of the film. Rather, I’m talking about the fact that several weeks ago it was suddenly and widely declared the likely front runner for Best Picture, and now it’s pretty indisputably a completely dead fish as far as Oscars are concerned.
Dead fish is Life Aquatic.
peppa loves the musicals
if anyone was expecting awards from life aquatic they were sorely mistaken.
Pep is right. It is dead in the water. Give Wes Anderson some time. He’ll be ok.
Thank you for your kind words young sir.