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BAFTAs 2006 BAFTAs 2006 Empire's coverage of the The British Academy Film Awards

The Minute-By-Minute Blog


Well, here we are at the BAFTAs, and it's less glamorous than you might think - James, Olly and myself are ensconced in the media centre, safely isolated from even the mostly badly lost of celebrities.
16.45 - Well, here we are at the BAFTAs, and it's less glamorous than you might think. While our Glen canoodles with the stars on the red carpet, and while Ian Nathan adjusts his bowtie for the walk into the ceremony itself, James, Olly and myself are ensconced in the media centre, safely isolated from even the mostly badly lost of celebrities. Well, I call it a "media centre" - most of the time it's a ballet rehearsal room, so we're surrounded by floor to ceiling mirrors and fighting the urge to arabesque.

17.05 - So it's just after 5pm, and the stars are beginning to arrive on the red carpet. Ricky Gervais arrived most unfashionably early, but was greeted like the national treasure he is, followed by Cuba Gooding Jr - in a suit so sharp it could almost make you forget Snow Dogs - and the very lovely Amanda Peet with her equally lovely screenwriter fianc David Benioff (a perennial frontrunner in the Hollywood's Fittest Writer steeplechase). They're excited to be staying in the same hotel as Julie Christie and Daniel Day-Lewis - bless!

17.15 - The carpet now positively swarming with the well-dressed, the well-heeled and probably the well-oiled (well, they will be by the end of the evening). Jane Goldman, screenwriter of Stardust and Mrs Jonathan-our-host-for-the-evening Ross, has swept up in a huge cloud of bright red hair, followed by the luminescent Emily Blunt in a shiny pale green number so fabulous that even Miranda Priestly would approve.

17.30 - Tom Wilkinson has rocked up, and Tilda Swinton's just arrived, dressed as Christmas in a long mustard skirt and weird puffy gold-and-black jacket that appears to have had several bundles of shiny dead spiders stapled to it. (Apparently it's Galliano at Dior Couture, so what do we know?) So the Michael Clayton gang's all here, apart from Gorgeous George of course, who's somewhere putting an end to world hunger and / or the writer's strike and / or rescuing puppies from drowning. Rosamund Pike looks beautiful in navy and hair that's half-1940s, half ancient Greek, supporting her boyfriend Joe Wright with his Atonement nominations. Kevin Spacey and Speed-The-Plow co-star Jeff Goldblum (the coolest man on the carpet - wearing sunglasses at night and getting away with only by dint of being Jeff Goldblum. He could wear a windmill on his head and carry it off) have rolled in. Daniel Radcliffe raises the levels of frenzy among the crazy-eyed fans lining the carpet to new levels. Goldblum's being interviewed now - perhaps we're reading too much between the lines here, but it sounds like he's never heard of the BAFTAs until this afternoon and is gamely trying to sound like he cares.

Keira Knightley has arrived, and even with the carpet this full scientists believe that the beauty average has gone up 1.7%.
17.40 - There are so many people outside now that it's becoming difficult to tell the genuinely glamorous from the merely designer-togged, the famous from the wannabes and the starlets from the harlots. Viggo Mortensen's hit the red carpet, looking dapper despite a Van Gogh beard. In fact, he just looks like Van Gogh, but with two ears. Keira Knightley has arrived, and even with the carpet this full scientists believe that the beauty average has gone up 1.7%. Joe Wright, meanwhile, has caught up with Rosamund Pike. He's following Jeff Goldblum's lead and also wearing sunglasses - but sadly, without Jeff's panache he just doesn't get away with it.

17.50 - Empire favourite Paddy Considine is here, followed by Daniel Day-Lewis and his unwashed looking hair. We've heard he acts a bit. Thandie Newton's here, wearing lace and black and making the carpet another 1.8% better looking. Marion Cotillard appears to be wearing a silver fishscale-covered mini-dress with two bed-sheets attached to it, which is an interesting look. Ridley Scott's here with his wife, and she's here with her enormous hair.

18.00 - Anthony Hopkins sports a remarkably tufty head of hair this evening, but right now it's James "Hello nurse!" McAvoy and Anne-Marie Duff who are getting the most attention, and Javier "Hubba Hubba" Bardem who's bringing the foxy. The wind has picked up, which is playing merry hell with many carefully coifed dos. Still, Jessica Biel, gone platinum blonde for her newest film but still in possession of what Olly tells me is known as a "ba-donk-a-donk", is composed, and Julie Christie looks positively luminous as she copes with silly questions. "So how important are these awards?" "Well, very important for the media; it's something to fill the gaps with". Wow, talented and sharp. We want to be like her when we grow up. We wish we could blame the wind for Rhys Ifans' crazy hair, but we suspect it's deliberate.

18.05 - The first shock of the evening! Eva Green hasn't come dressed as a wicked witch just out of a hurricane. A thousand "Doctor in the house" jokes are born as Hugh Laurie arrives, and a million teenage girls cry out in glee as Orlando Bloom turns up and heartily embraces Jason Isaacs. Sam Riley, surely a Best Newcomer frontrunner for Control, is here but ghostlike - the boy needs some self-tanner immediately if he's going to succeed in Hollywood. Samantha Morton has cleverly come wearing her granny's beehive, while Kate Hudson is in gold lame apparently salvaged from leftover spacesuits in Sunshine. Jamie Oliver's here, presumably in case the winners gets peckish and need him to whip up something involving buffalo mozzarella and free-range chicken. Either that or they confused him with Martin Freeman.

18.20 - Kelly Macdonald is looking radiant in purple, despite being at serious risk of giving birth on the red carpet. Thank goodness Hugh Laurie's on hand to help. Also Javier Bardem, who's gallantly hovering around his No Country For Old Men co-star (he could probably be more perfect, but we're not sure how). It looks suspiciously like most people have gone inside now - the carpet's emptying out. Some stragglers - Naomie Harris, Harvey Weinstein, Harvey Keitel - are still trickling in, but it's really time to get going. Roll on the show!

18.55 - We're back, having nipped off to the buffet there in the gap inbetween. Now the ceremony is starting: the dude's come on stage to tell people not to run in the aisles, and now there's a lady from BAFTA reminding people that these awards are all important and stuff. Enough! On with the show!

The score from 300 rings out, a bunch of scantily clad men crowd on stage (sadly not as chiselled as on film) to reveal Jonathan Ross.
19.01 - The score from 300 rings out, a bunch of scantily clad men crowd on stage (sadly not as chiselled as on film) to reveal Jonathan Ross. "Welcome to the biggest and best film awards in the world, and for a while with the writer's strike it looked like that might be true" He riffs on the number of threequels last year. "Never mind Ratatouille, next year they're bringing out Rata-three-ie" Oh dear. But at least he's got the gall to mock Ridley Scott's Final Cut of Blade Runner to Sir Rid's face, and to criticise the Bond guys for the Quantum of Solace title (he'd prefer "Thunderpussy" it seems). We miss Stephen Fry. A quick Tom Cruise joke ("we're busier than Tom Cruise's lawyers") and it's into the clip reel of the best films from the last year. Really, what's Evan Almighty doing there?

BAFTA Winner 19.10 - They're starting with the small awards, Best Short Film and Best Short Animated Film, with Ricky Gervais presenting. Ross makes a joke about Gervais' weight - sharp! Gervais is self-deprecating. "It doesn't affect me - I'm a character actor. As long as the character's fat and from ReadingTo the losers, you do have the consolation of the fact that this won't make the telly, this award. It's practically a craft award." Now we wish he was hosting the whole thing. The Best Short Film BAFTA goes to Dog Altogether, co-directed by Diarmid Scrimshaw and the ever-lovely Paddy Considine. Then Gervais is back. "I saw an animated short film once. It was Polish, and it was about a geranium who fell in love with a crab. The soundtrack sounded like a dwarf dragged over the inside of a piano. It won an Oscar - it was art." At the nervous laughs, he repeats, "It doesn't matter, they're going to cut all this." The Best Short Animated Film award goes to The Pearce Sisters, directed by Jo Allen and Luis Cook.

BAFTA Winner19.20 - Rosamund Pike and Naomie Harris are here for Best Hair & Make-Up Design. Pike sounds breathy and nervous. "What they've achieved in this category is amazing - they've made Marion Cotillard look decrepit, they've made Vanessa Redgrave look like a 12 year-old girl". The award goes to La Vie En Rose for that incredible aging work, we suspect. The winners, Jan Archibald and Didier Lavergne, are both there to collect it, and are short and sweet. Naomie Harris presents Best Production Design - which unsurprisingly goes to Atonement - the first of this evening, we suspect.

19.25 - We've gone into a David Lean flashback. Dude made some good films.

BAFTA Winner19.27 - Back to business, and it's the Cinematography and Costume Design awards. Jason Isaacs, who scientists in white coats have proved is the most charming man in the world, is here to present. He claims to have no idea what cinematographers do, but he goes on to explain it charmingly. And the award goes to Roger Deakins for his work on No Country For Old Men, which our theologian-in-residence reckons might be an argument for the existence of god. The man also did The Assassination of Jesse James, so there should be no argument that he's the year's best. Isaacs is back for Costume, and it's La Vie En Rose again. Oddly, they chose a really badly lit-clip to illustrate that film's costumes, where you couldn't actually see them. The winner, Marit Allen, died last year, so her daughters pick up the award on her behalf. It's clearly a very emotional moment for both.

BAFTA Winner19.33 - Sound. Kelly Reilly and Paul Dano are presenting the award - she looks like she's doing sultry, having done classically beautiful last year, while he looks much less odd than normal. The Bourne Ultimatum takes the award, and the billion or so winners keep it short and sweet. And Bourne also lands Best Editing in a decision which surely brooks no argument. Note, fact fans: Roderick Jaynes, nominated for No Country, doesn't actually exist. He's actually Joel & Ethan Coen.

Now it's time for Best British Film, presented by Sylvester Stallone. Eh? Yup, freakin' Rambo is presenting an award that usually goes to genteel costume dramas.
19.40 - The speeches are delightfully short and sweet here - they sound much more heartfelt than Oscar's speeches. Now it's time for Best British Film, presented by Sylvester Stallone.

Eh?

BAFTA WinnerYup, freakin' Rambo is presenting an award that usually goes to genteel costume dramas (and, incidentally, looking less short than we'd thought he was, standing next to the undeniably tall Jonathan Ross). Well that's a coup. "The British film industry has always been the best of the best for me. You are all, and I mean this seriously, fantastic filmmakers. I mean it." Aw, thanks Rocky. We haven't even made a film but maybe we should now. The winner is This Is England - it's great to see Meadows' film get some awards love. A slightly longer speech this time though. Meadows: "This is the third time I've been nominated. Previously I went on a regime after Christmas - press-ups, sit-ups - and this time I came with the man boobs and it clearly worked." He also announces he's having a baby - aww.

BAFTA Winner19.47 - It's the Orange Rising Star Award - last year's winner Eva Green is here to present it, looking only moderately scary. The award goes to Shia LaBeouf - who we're guessing can't be there tonight Yup, we were right.

19.50 - Oh dear. They're doing the usual mini-profiles of each of the Best Picture nominees, like the Oscars do. First up, the stunning There Will Be Blood. It seems that both stars enjoyed beating each other up. Each to their own, we suppose.

BAFTA Winner19.53 - Best Film Not In The English Language. Thandie Newton's presenting, and looking good doing it. Because BAFTA is strangely behind in this category sometimes, The Lives of Others is the winner. The filmmakers are there to accept what is surely the last major award to tick off their list. "I think it's important to remember that you can go around for years and years being told that people aren't interesting in seeing your film, and that in the end people will want to see it and they will give you a lovely golden mask," says Von Donnersmarck. He also pays an emotional tribute to his lead actor, sadly deceased since the film was made. His producer adds, "If anyone finds my bag that British Airways lost three hours ago, with my tuxedo in it, please let me know."

BAFTA Winner19.58 - Best Adapted Screenplay. Alfonso Cuarn is there to present the award - "a small transition of accents, after The Lives of Others team" he says. The Diving Bell and the Butterfly wins, in a slightly surprising turn, surely. Screenwriter Ronald Harwood is there to collect it. "First times are lovely, and I want you to know that I'm no longer on strike" - good news. "I want to thank all the BAFTA voters who voted for me - and those who didn't, I forgive you."

20.03 - Best Film nominee The Lives of Others gets its profile. How last year.

BAFTA Winner20.05 - Best Supporting Actor. "These are the real heroes, the men who selflessly give in support of a stronger Alpha male - like Bill to Hilary Clinton". Marion Cotillard and her frizzy hair are presenting. Keeping the international flavour going, Javier Bardem wins (and surely he's pretty darn Alpha male? So that intro's wrong). "I want to thank Mammy and Daddy Coen, Joel and Ethan, and I want to send a kiss to my beautiful agent, who took a flight from LA today to make sure I didn't burn in Camden Town."

It's the Carl Foreman for the newcomers award, with Orlando Bloom presenting. We half expect him to say, "Arise, a winner! Arise, a winner!"
BAFTA Winner20.10 - It's the Carl Foreman for the newcomers award, with Orlando Bloom presenting ("He's so used to special effects, he'll only eat at CGI Fridays"). He's oddly emphatic in his introduction - think that speech in Kingdom of Heaven. We half expect him to say, "Arise, a winner! Arise, a winner!" Matt Greenhalgh, the screenwriter of Control, is the winner - good to see that film get a nod, although really we were rooting for Sam Riley for his performance.

20.16 - Atonement gets its profile. Marvel at Saoirse Ronan's thick Irish accent!

BAFTA Winner20.18 - Music. "I don't know if you know this, but they wore out 5 bongo players for the Bourne Ultimatum" says Jonathan Ross. He's not getting big laughs - and he was funny at the Comedy Awards. Jessica Biel and Rhys Ifans are presenting. La Vie En Rose takes it with a rather traditional swooping score - we were rooting for There Will Be Blood or Atonement. The winner, Christopher Gunning, is sporting a fetching pink cumberbund though, and he's very sweet, so well done him. Ten more awards to go - we're at the halfway point. "Wasn't that the most delightful speech?" quips Ross. "If only he were up for adoption. He's mine, Angelina!" Yay, maybe he's rediscovered his funny.

20.24 - The winner of the sixty second movie has stood up the BAFTAs - oh well.

BAFTA Winner20.25 - Emily Blunt and her slightly too-severe hair is presenting Special Visual Effects. She salutes the work of the last year and adds, "but more exciting, I believe they're only months away from digitally putting a T-shirt on Matthew McConaughey". Funny! The Golden Compass takes the prize, despite featuring a bear fight in which one participant loses a jaw but narry a drop of blood. The winners are lovely, but we're a bit surprised that that took it - and that Transformers wasn't even nominated. Ker-azy! The speeches are getting longer.

BAFTA Winner20.29 - Best Supporting Actress. Cuba Gooding Jr is presenting, and donning glasses to read the autocue (also wearing the world's biggest blingy ring). "I make these look good!" he asserts. It's Tilda Swinton who takes the gong, giving another chance to figure out what the heck is going on with that jacket thing and why it sticks out a foot behind her. "Proof that I'm astonished - I would never have worn this skirt." She's funny, and uses the phrase "one righteous dude" which is amusing, somehow, coming from a serious actress. She also calls George Clooney "a complete bastard" and says he's off in the Batmobile, so props to her.

BAFTA Winner20.34 - They're pausing for the news, despite the fact that that's not going to happen for nearly two hours - it's like time travel! Eddie Izzard is here to present Best Animated Film. "Isn't it good to be back after the news? All those people doing all those things!" His intro brings the funny. In the least surprising result of the night, the magnificent Ratatouille sees off the less-than-stellar Simpsons and Shrek offerings. Producer Brad Lewis is there to collect the award, in a speech that boils down to hooray for everybody.

20.39 - Profile of American Gangster. All the interviews from the DVD.

Diablo Cody takes Best Original Screenplay. She's in a leopard-print dress and seems worried that she's going to topple out of it.
BAFTA Winner20.41 - Best Original Screenplay presented by Hugh Laurie ("from ITV3's Jeeves and Wooster"). "Screenwriting is the most important of the cinematic arts. At least it isn't but it should be". He made a House joke that we'd repeat but we can't spell epithelial (?) membrane. Diablo Cody takes it for Juno. She's in a leopard-print dress that shows off her tattoos, but she seems worried that she's going to topple out of it.

20.46 - The obituaries. Always a sad moment that gives us a temporary break from making sarky comments. It finishes with Heath Ledger, and returns to a crowd of solemn faces and Sienna Miller wiping away a tear.

BAFTA Winner20.50 - Outstanding British Contribution to Cinema - Daniel Radcliffe is presenting, and Ross manages a funny (Harry Potter and the Jacuzzi Full Of Models, anyone?). The award is for Barry Wilkinson, a property manager. This is undoubtedly an important role, however unglamorous it might sound. In fact, Wilkinson worked on many fantastic films, as the reel shows, so three cheers for him. He reads his speech from notes, which is somehow rather charming.

BAFTA Winner20.54 - Time for Best Director, with the lovely Sir Ian McKellen ("the definitive Zebedee") presenting. He's in a rather loud tie. But the important thing is that he gives the award to Joel & Ethan Coen. And Joel's there to collect it (with his wife Frances McDormand) on both their sakes. He thanks all his collaborators in a slightly halting speech.

20.59 - The live broadcast is about to start, but we're not done yet - it's the profile for No Country For Old Men. Tommy Lee Jones uses the word "hullabaloo" in the clips: he's bringing it back.

BAFTA Winner21.02 - Best Actress. Harvey Keitel's presenting. Surely the question is whether it's Marion or Julie? It's Marion Cotillard, making La Vie En Rose the night's big winner by the number of awards at least. Cotillard seems completely overcome and a little dizzy. We're worried she's about to either hyperventilate or faint or both.

BAFTA Winner21.06 - Best Actor. Kate Hudson's presenting - doesn't she look a bit like an Oscar's dream girl, with all that gold? It's one of those cutesy scripted intros. But the winner is - go on, guess - Daniel Day-Lewis. It's one of those categories where no one else was really in with much of a chance. He's giving a big shout-out to South East London in his acceptance speech (Yay! DDL's from my manor!) "Some of us put away childish things and some of us don't, and you need playmates or you're just playing with yourself." Cue giggles. He goes on to thank all his collaborators, in a particularly Day-Lewis combination of eloquence and awkwardness. "I don't know what my sons are going to make of this, but when they see me in a photograph with Daniel Radcliffe they're going to finally take me seriously.

So that's it for another year. Now, on to the party! Or, in your intrepid reporters' case, to bed! We really live it large.
BAFTA Winner21.12 - Best Film at last, presented by "the Abbott & Costello of the London stage", Jeff Goldblum and Kevin Spacey. Goldblum's practically a self-parody he's so winning. But the actual winner is Atonement, living up to the promise of all those nominations at the last. So it's not the Best British Film of the year, although it is British, but it's the Best Film of the year. Boy these categories are weird.

21.20 - Dickie Attenborough is here to present the Academy Fellowship to Anthony Hopkins - he's an old hand at striking a balance between quips and laudatory comments. A clip of Hopkins' best moments shows that he's really rather good. Hopkins spends the first section of his speech thanking and paying tribute to Lord Attenborough, who's visibly touched. Hopkins seems like a good anecdotalist (is that a word?) in the best speech of the evening.

21.29 - So that's it for another year. A mixed bag of awards: no single big winner, which was interesting; a surprisingly strong showing for our Continental neighbours; and no Oscar pointers whatsoever. Jonathan Ross had his moments, but he wasn't on his best form and wasn't nearly as good as Fry has been in the past. We wouldn't be surprised if they ask Ricky Gervais to do it next year. But it's been a good year for film, and for British film, so we're encouraged to see such an embarrassment of riches celebrated tonight. Now, on to the party! Or, in your intrepid reporters' case, to bed! We really live it large.


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