On Monday afternoon AEST, a frazzled but impassioned Frances McDormand put her Oscar on the floor of the Dolby theatre and, with arms outstretched and palms facing the roof, asked every female nominee to stand. Her voice got louder, her ams got higher, applause more frenzied. As the women stood, McDormand’s grin stretched to the end of either cheek.
It was a fitting end to an Awards season punctuated by talk of time being up, of an industry that needs to change, of how long men have been shrouded in the Hollywood light despite the shadows they cast on those in their wake.
McDormand became the face of the awards ceremony, her speech replayed and her face and her photo strewn across every major news site.
Curious, of course, for the fact just minutes before she accepted her award, Gary Oldman took the stage to accept his own for Best Actor.
