"Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas, Je vois la vie en rose." -- Edith Piaf, 'La Vie En Rose'

Film Hooray for Marion Cotillard! For weeks we've been reading and hearing that Kiera Knightley was a forgone conclusion in the Best Actress catagory at the Baftas -- as much as Helen Mirren last year and all that fell by the wayside in seconds. I've been a fan of the French actress for years, from her turn as the girlfriend in the Taxi films through the bittersweet romantic comedy Love Me If You Dare to her supporting roles in the likes of Big Fish and A Very Long Engagement and here she is on the English stage accepting an award from us (she's even, bizarrely played the actress Gretchen Mol in the Abel Ferrera film Mary which I really have to see at some point). I've not seen someone shaking that much at a podium since Anna Paquin and bless her for that too. I can't wait to see La Vie En Rose.

Otherwise my engagement with the Baftas was a bit limited because I haven't seen any of the films. Well, apart from the apparently British The Bourne Ultimatum (Sound Design and Editing of course), which is a terrible confession but it really is for the previously expounded reasons of having to deal with appalling audience and sky rocketing ticket prices at the local cinemas. That said it was a lean, though never mean ceremony and Jonathan Ross wasn't as smug as he usually is. Along with Cotillard, everyone was suitably surprised especially Tilda Swinton and the entire audience when Shia LaBeouf won the Rising Star Award. You really can tell the difference between polite applause and enthusiastic mania. I thought he was quite good in Holes. Five years ago. Daniel Day-Lewis gave his usual speech in which he took us on a biographical journey and Jeff Goldblum was oh, err, yeah, grr, Jeff Goldblum. Do you think he's going to play that role in the same way on stage every night? Repeating all of those ticks is sure to be a challenge.

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