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Old 02-22-2007, 10:53 AM   #10
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Best Actor: (4) Will Smith (The Pursuit of Happyness)
Best Supporting Actor: (1) Alan Arkin (Little Miss Sunshine)
Best Actress: (3) Helen Mirren (The Queen)
Best Supporting Actress: (4) Jennifer Hudson (Dreamgirls)
Animated Feature Film: (2) Happy Feet
Art Direction: (4) Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Cinematography: (3) The Illusionist
Costume Design: (3) Dreamgirls
Documentary Feature: (2) An Inconvenient Truth
Documentary Short: (1) The Blood of Yingzhou District
Film Editing: (5) United 93
Foreign Language Film: (4) Pan's Labyrinth
Makeup: (3) Pan's Labyrinth
Music (Score): (5) The Queen
Music (Song): (2) Dreamgirls (Listen)
Sound Editing: (5) Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Sound Mixing: (3) Dreamgirls
Writing (Original Screenplay): (1) Babel
Directing: (2) The Departed (Martin Scorsese)
Best Picture: (2) The Departed
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I have seen none of these films and simply based my picks on the typical hollywood themes of anti-american/hate bush and when not applicable, the other hollywood fallback positions.
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