How To Do Better At Predicting The Oscars

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It’s fairly clear to me that the business — and make no mistake, it is a business — of predicting Oscar winners is a burgeoning activity that more and more people partake in each year. Be it at the office, or among friends and family, people really seem to enjoy forecasting Academy Award results in hopes of winning prizes, cash monies or the respect of their peers (a.k.a. sticking it to Guinevere from reception who once saw Dark City in her film noir class and now thinks she’s the second coming of Gene Siskel).

Why do people bother predicting? I see a few reasons for this. Many people take in The Oscars in some sort of communal fashion, so making tangible predictions and writing them down, or simply vocalizing them (for those less competitive gatherings), helps spice up the evening even more than the unbearable jalapeno cheddar dip Salvatore from accounting brought (he’s on “office pariah” watch for two weeks because of that ghastly concoction and he’s hella sad). People also love to bust out their inner critic, so when given the chance to prove their mettle and discerning, sophisticated knowledge of moving pictures, they jump higher than Tarantino at an 8-ball. Lastly, and probably most importantly, predicting The Oscars makes you 37% less likely to fall asleep and choke on your own tongue. We’re moving to become healthier consumers, and these are the steps we must take.

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So how do you get an Oscar-predicting leg up on poor Salvatore from accounting, Rosco from janitorial services, Jentille the intern, or Quvenzhane from child labour? You go to the people who know. And who knows? No, it’s not Rick Campanelli, nor Joan Rivers, not even George Clooney (okay, yes, it’s Clooney — it’s clear as the San Diego sky that Gorgeous George runs Hollywood, so bear with me for a minute and let’s take another fork in the road), but a little place in the desert called Las Vegas. Yep, Sin City is by far the best predictor of who’s going to take home those 8.5 pound slabs of golden resume.

Why? Quite simply, because of that little thing people do in that little place in the sand. No, not ordering hookers and Domino’s (a.k.a. The Meat Lovers Ultra) to your hotel room. No, not renting a white Lamborghini Countach so as to drag race Vanilla Ice down the strip. And no, not even stalking Celine Dion at Caesars Palace until Rene is forced to leave the craps table, let his pony tail down, and throttle you with a masterclass in Jiu Jitsu for eyeing Quebec’s Mother Teresa. The little thing I’m talking about is gambling. (Okay, so that definitely does involve Rene, but I digress.)

Specifically, the gambling I’m referring to has to do with sportsbooks, the places in casinos where you can bet on football, baseball, or hockey games, and increasingly, much, much more. Nowadays, you can bet on almost anything where the final outcome has yet to be determined. You can bet on who the next Pope will be, who will be the next President of the U.S. (yes, all the way in 2016 — that’s called a future), and of course, as it’s been for some time now, The Oscars. These sportsbooks set lines that tell us who the favourites and underdogs are in each category. (For the uninitiated, a line is a specific number or fraction that tells us how much cash money you need to risk in order to win. For example, if a team, or in this case, an actor is a 1/5 favourite, or -500 [minus 500], it means you’d need to risk $500 to win $100. Conversely, if someone is a 3/1 underdog, or +300 [plus 300], you’d be putting up $100 to win $300. Simple enough.

The goal of a sportsbook is to set a line so that an equal amount of cash money comes in on both, or all sides, equally. It doesn’t always work out that the books receive equal action, but they still find a way to build all those hotels anyway, so they acquit themselves well over the long haul no matter where the action goes.

To get better at predicting The Oscars, you need to do two things. One is very rudimentary, and would serve you well if you only want to put in nominal effort, while the second would send you flying past Salvatore (poor guy; ease up office snobs, it’s not his fault he put 25 tablespoons of cayenne pepper into a dip that weighed 26 tablespoons — he checked the internet, and Guy Fieri told him to do it), Rosco, Jentille, and Quvenzhane into the Oscar-predicting hall of fame.

The first is to see who Vegas lists as the favourite. There’s a reason why Argo was a 1/5 (-500) favourite to win Best Picture: because it was going to win. There’s a reason why Daniel Day-Lewis was something like -80,000,000,000 to win Best Actor (okay, the odds weren’t quite that high): because he was going to win. It doesn’t work every single time — Spielberg was a significant favourite to nab the Best Director Oscar and he didn’t — but it works most of the time, and it’s still a better indicator than Guinevere’s Movie Maven blog.

The second, and significantly more telling thing to do in order to enhance your Oscar predicting abilities is to find out what number(s) the sportsbooks opened the lines at, and then see how those lines have moved. Lines are never static. They’re always moving, and they do so because of a few factors, including: how the majority of people have bet, how “big players” have bet, new information about the nominees, and buzz from insiders (who are these insiders? I don’t know, and you probably don’t either, but Vegas does).

Some line movements are relatively subtle. Jennifer Lawrence opened as an even money favourite to win the Oscar for Best Actress, meaning you’d have to put up $100 to win $100, but in the days leading up to the event, her odds changed and she became a bigger favourite, eventually settling at around -250, meaning you’d have to put up $250 to win $100. Interesting stuff. And extremely telling.

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Other line movements are not so subtle. Christoph Waltz opened up as a David against Goliaths, where the books gave him virtually no chance, and listed his odds to win Best Supporting Actor at around 25/1, meaning if you put up $100, you’d win $2500 if he won. The line ended up moving an absurd amount, where in the days and hours leading up to the event, Waltz became only a slight underdog to win, at something around +125 ($100 to win $125). The early bird gets the worm in gambling too. Of course, line movements can work the other way as well, but that would lead us down another fork in the road we don’t have time for today.

I hope this article helps at least a little bit when deciding who and what to pick in future Oscars. Who doesn’t want to smash a proverbial cake in Guinevere’s pious face and show her who knows what about movies. Use this information wisely, and you’ll undoubtedly come out ahead. All I ask is that you use your newfound powers to welcome Salvatore back into office normalcy. He’s still trying to finish that dip and he’s lonely as hell.

My Top 10 Songs of February 2013

Here are the songs (mostly new, a couple from a while back) that I’ve been listening to most this February…

Just missed the cut:

Bastille – Requiem for Blue Jeans

Tegan and Sara – I Was A Fool

Clubfeet – Everything You Wanted

Frightened Rabbit – Nitrous Gas

Wave Machines – Ill Fit

The Top Ten:

10. Torres – Honey

A relatively sparse production, “Honey” hits where it hurts, right in the gut.

9. Feathers – Land Of The Innocent

Fantastic new pop song. Slightly dark, mysterious, and full of hooks.

8. Mother Mother – Bit By Bit

Just as strong as “Let’s Fall In Love”. These Canadian alt-pop-rockers have made a supremely gitchy tune in “Bit By Bit”.

7. The Neighbourhood – A Little Death

Really cool, sultry video accompanies this dynamite alt-pop offering.

6. The Lone Bellow – Bleeding Out

I wish there were a studio version of this tune available on Youtube to showcase how bright and compelling this sing-a-long stomper is. As it stands, this live version does just fine. Brooklyn’s answer to Mumford and Sons and Of Monsters and Men.

5. The Joy Formidable – The Leopard And The Lung

Epic. Monstrous. Gargantuan. “The Leopard And The Lung” is probably the best song on TJF’s new album Wolf’s Law. Its soft moments are sublime and its hard ones thrash through walls like Juggernaut’s metallic egg head.

4. Foals – Inhaler/My Number

“Inhaler” finds Foals rocking out more than they probably ever have — and they sound bloody fantastic doing it. For the life of me, I can’t let “My Number” go. It’s an entire song made up of hooks. Two sensational songs.

3. The Knife – Pass This On/A Lung/You Make Me Like Charity

In anticipation of The Knife’s new album (their first in seven years), I’ve been listening to their older stuff. “A Lung”, from their debut album, The Knife, is probably the most menacing song on the LP, a haunting harbinger of things to come on Silent Shout, and it’s incomprehensibly good. “You Make Me Like Charity” and “Pass This On” are both from The Knife’s second album, “Deep Cuts”. The former is an insane, tax-paying obsessed love letter that’s bathed in innumerable hooks. The latter is possibly the catchiest song The Knife have ever done (“Heartbeats” included — it’s close, who the hell knows). I’ve been obsessed with the video (link below) because it features the King and Queen themselves, Olof being the initial victim/dancer who falls prey to the siren’s song, and Karin, whose stoic gaze appears a few times in the video, most notably at the end in the final shot. I’m pretty sure Olof and Karin are the baddest people on the planet. No biggie.

2. Coheed and Cambria – The Hard Sell/Dark Side Of Me

This is alt-rock, and it’s funking fantastic. For me, Coheed and Cambria have never sounded this urgent, and they haven’t had songs as good as these since “A Favor House Atlantic”. “The Hard Sell” is ferocious yet innately catchy. A tough job, but one they pull off with ease. “The Dark Side Of Me” is slightly less ferocious, but more hopeless, more barren, more affecting. So surprised at the quality of these two songs; Coheed and Cambria have made a statement.

1. Chvrches – Recover

It took a few listens. At first, I thought Chvrches new song, “Recover”, was really good but not quite on par with “Lies” or “The Mother We Share”, two already indomitable tunes. Then around the 4th or 5th listen, it hit me, “Recover” is just as brilliant. It’s a soaring, synth-driven song soaking in melody, hooks and electronic mastery, all while sounding undeniably human, irrefutably warm. Then there’s Lauren Mayberry’s vocals. Pristine, piercing, and potent, they soar above the song and prop it up at the same time. I’m absolutely floored at how good the first 3 releases have been from the Glaswegians. It’s a hit or miss game to try to predict if a band is going to break or not, but I really feel that Chvrches will bust through in a huge way. There’s not better pop being made on planet earth right now. This sound will find ears. It’s already found mine and they can’t let it go.