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Ryan Coogler just made history.

At the 32nd Actor Awards (formerly the SAG Awards), Warner Bros.’ vampire period drama “Sinners” won best cast ensemble. Directed by Coogler, the film marked his second victory in the category — making him the first director to helm two best ensemble winners in the history of the awards.

Coogler previously won with “Black Panther” (2018), a film that later made Oscars history as the first superhero movie nominated for best picture. Now “Sinners” has made its own run at the record books, leading this year’s Academy Awards field with its record-breaking 16 nominations, surpassing “All About Eve,” “Titanic” and “La La Land,” which earned 14 nominations apiece.

The winning “Sinners” ensemble includes Michael B. Jordan, who also won best actor, Delroy Lindo, Wunmi Mosaku, Hailee Steinfeld, Miles Caton, Jack O’Connell, Omar Miller and Buddy Guy. The group prevailed over “Frankenstein,” “Hamnet,” “Marty Supreme” and “One Battle After Another.”

Jordan’s win also adds another milestone. With “Sinners” joining “Black Panther” on his resume, he now has two cast ensemble trophies, placing him among a group of 18 performers who have won twice, which include names like Ben Affleck, Colin Firth, Allison Janney, Emma Stone and more. The current leader remains Michael Keaton, the only actor to be part of three cast ensemble winners: “Birdman” (2014), “Spotlight” (2015) and “The Trial of the Chicago 7” (2020). Of those, “Birdman” and “Spotlight” went on to win the Oscar for best picture. Jordan is the second Black male actor, and third Black performer, to be on the list alongside Don Cheadle (“Traffic” and “Crash”) and Octavia Spencer (“The Help” and “Hidden Figures”).

How that momentum translates to the Oscars remains an open question. Since the best picture lineup expanded in 2009, the Actor Awards’ cast ensemble winner has matched the Academy Award for best picture winner eight times — exactly half of the last 16 years. The overlap includes “The King’s Speech” (2010), “Argo” (2012), “Birdman” (2014), “Spotlight” (2015), “Parasite” (2019), “CODA” (2021), “Everything Everywhere All at Once” (2022) and “Oppenheimer” (2023).

Final Oscar voting is currently underway, which began on Thursday, Feb. 26, and will continue until Thursday, March 5. The 98th Oscars will be held March 15 and will air on ABC, hosted by Conan O’Brien.

Kelly Osbourne is speaking out after many people have been commenting on her appearance and weight loss online after Saturday’s Brit Awards.

“There is a special kind of cruelty in harming someone who is clearly going through something,” she posted on her Instagram story after the British awards show. “Kicking me while I’m down, doubting my pain, spreading my struggles as gossip, and turning your back when I need support and love most.”

Kelly’s father, the late heavy metal rockstar Ozzy Osbourne, was posthumously honored with a lifetime achievement at the Brit Awards. He died on July 22, 2025, at 76 years old, and Kelly and her mother Sharon accepted the award on Ozzy’s behalf Saturday.

In the months following Ozzy’s death, Kelly has repeatedly responded to body-shaming critics of her weight loss.

“To the people who keep thinking they’re being funny and mean by writing comments like ‘Are you ill,’ or ‘Get off Ozempic, you don’t look right.’ My dad just died, and I’m doing the best that I can, and the only thing I have to live for right now is my family,” Kelly said in a since-deleted social media video late last year.” “So to all those people, fuck off.” Sharon also defended her daughter in an interview with Piers Morgan, saying, “She’s lost her daddy, she can’t eat right now.”

The online critics returned after the mother and daughter walked the Brit Awards red carpet and gave a speech honoring Ozzy.

“None of it proves strength; it only reveals a profound absence of compassion and character,” Kelly wrote on Instagram. “I’m currently going through the hardest time in my life. I should not even have to defend myself. But I won’t sit here and allow myself to be dehumanized in such a way!”

On the Brit Awards stage, Sharon paid tribute to her late husband by saying, “If Ozzy was here tonight with us, he would be showing us that gorgeous smile that he had and I know he would be so proud to receive this from the country that he loved. So he may not be here, but he left us one amazing body of work that will never be forgotten by the country that made him.”

Some of Hollywood’s most prolific and established producers weighed in on the Paramount-Warner Bros. Discovery merger Saturday night at as they walked the red carpet at the Producers Guild Awards in Los Angeles.

“It’s sad. A lot of people will lose their jobs unfortunately, which is no good, but [Paramount Skydance chairman and CEO] David Ellison love movies. He’ll make a lot of movies, which is a good thing,” said industry veteran Jerry Bruckheimer, who was nominated at the PGAs for producing Apple’s “F1: The Movie.”

Does Bruckheimer think it’s possible for Ellison to live up to his promise of releasing 30 theatrical films a year? “He could certainly try,” he said. “At least he’s trying rather than saying, ‘I’ll make five movies.’”

Warner Bros. Discovery agreed to be acquired by Paramount Skydance in a $110 billion deal reached on Friday after Netflix decided to back out of its bid for the studio.

Jason Blum, this year’s recipient of the Milestone Award at the PGAs, said he believes “it’s an overblown thing about the consolidation.”

He pointed to a decade ago when Netflix, Amazon and Apple were just starting to rev up their activities in film and TV.

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“So there are three major new buyers so I think it’s not surprised that studios would consolidate,” Blum said. “But I believe David really really believes in the theatrical business and loves movies and I think he’s going to take very good care of Warner Bros.”

Blum acknowledged the “real fear” of people losing their jobs due to the merger. “There’s nothing worse than that,” he said. “That’s an absolute real fear and you know, the only thing that can stop that is the government, but that is a real fear. That is always a downside of consolidation.”

This year’s Norman Lear Achievement Award honoree Mara Brock Akil said there are still too many unknowns for her to form a definitive opinion. “I think that’s the scary part of it,” she said. “What do you do when you’re scared – crawl in the corner or take action? I think we need to decide who we want to be as a community, as artists and have a conversation with clearly what’s going to be the most powerful studio in the world…We need to start that now.”

Charles Roven isn’t exactly feeling bad for Netflix losing to Paramount. “Paramount – the Ellisons –were incredibly aggressive. Ted [Sarandos] made a nice deal for himself in picking up $2.8 billion for the breakup fee so no one’s crying for him,” he said. “We’ll see what happens because there’s still a lot of steps to do. It’s going to be interesting to see how all the different states and the Department of Justice look at the transaction because…Paramount and Skydance have things that Warner Bros. have – CNN and CBS, HBO Max and Paramount+.”

Roven, whose credits include about a dozen Batman and Superman movies at Warner Bros., believes the combined studios could release 30 movies a year – if the studios remain somewhat independent of each other. “If [Ellison] keeps Warners separate from Paramount, it’s conceivably possible,” he said. “I just think it’s going to be challenging depending on how dominate of a presence a guy at the top – and David is on the top – is going to be because he’s not going to have time to actually get granular on 30 movies. I don’t think. Maybe his is that brilliant. I don’t know.”

Funny or Die CEO Mike Farah said he was hesitant to offer an opinion because he wants “to give people time to figure it out.”

But then he said, “Generally speaking, many people – and I agree with them – believe this isn’t great for Hollywood because it is a form of consolidation and that will have impact. There is much disruption and change right now that I just want to take a beat, let’s see if any of it goes through – it probably will – and then let’s just take people at their words,” Farah said.

“Hamnet” producer Pippa Harris worries that she’ll have one less studio to pitch her wares. “Hopefully, whoever ends up running Warner Bros. they will keep it as an active successful studio and making the kind of movies they’ve been successful with this year,” she said.

(Pictured: Jason Blum, Mara Brock Akil and Jerry Bruckheimer)

It is both an ineffective sales pitch and generally accurate to call “DTF St. Louis” the unsexiest erotic thriller ever made. The HBO limited series, all seven episodes of which were written and directed by “Patriot” creator Steven Conrad, combines sex, murder and betrayal in the entanglements between Clark (Jason Bateman), his new friend Floyd (David Harbour) and Floyd’s wife Carol (Linda Cardellini). But “DTF St. Louis” sets this story against an exquisitely banal backdrop to uncanny, off-kilter and ultimately hilarious effect. 

The series’ first image is of Clark, a local weatherman, commuting to work on his recumbent bike, as dorky a mode of transportation as has ever been invented. Brands like Purina (where Carol works in the corporate office), Outback Steakhouse (where Clark and Floyd go on their first friend date) and Jamba Juice (where Clark gets his daily Go-Getter smoothie for an afternoon pick-me-up) are invoked to set the tone. St. Louis itself — though our heroes actually live in the fictional suburb of Twyla — is seemingly selected for its total lack of glamor or noirish allure. 

“DTF St. Louis” is the second HBO series in six months, after Tim Robinson’s “The Chair Company,” to heighten the bland normality of suburban life into a staging ground for absurdist humor with its own distinct cadence. In fact, an early entry in my notes reads “Tim Robinson but quiet” — there’s a Robinsonian rhythm to simple, quirkily phrased lines of dialogue like “You want my dreams, at the Quality Garden Suites?” But Conrad’s characters aren’t loud, blustering oafs designed to explore masculine bravado, even if that’s part of what’s going on here; when Clark and Floyd, an on-air ASL interpreter, meet while covering a cyclone, the ensuing bromance has shades of “Step Brothers.” The central trio are mild-mannered people in economic and spiritual malaise of the sort that drives Clark and Carol to strike up an affair, and leads Floyd to wind up dead by a poisoned (and canned) Bloody Mary.

“The White Lotus” creator Mike White has described the dead body that opens each season as a kind of Trojan horse, successfully leveraging a murder mystery to a mass audience for the adult relationship dramedies that were already White’s stock in trade. “DTF St. Louis” feels like a potentially similar bait-and-switch for Conrad, even if Missouri may have less immediate allure than the Maui beaches of “The White Lotus” Season 1. Who killed Floyd and why is a simple, easy-to-understand framework for the story, driven in the present tense by investigating detectives Donoghue (Richard Jenkins, a masterful straight man) and Jodie (Joy Sunday). (Much of the show takes place in nonlinear flashbacks that fill in the gaps of Clark, Carol and Floyd’s dangerous liaisons.) While I can’t predict its popular success, the genre and HBO-Sunday-night perch of “DTF St. Louis” seem destined for at least a broader reach than Conrad’s prior CV of shows with a small but fiercely loyal audience. Ever heard of the stop-motion noir musical “Ultra City Smiths,” which aired for a single season on AMC+? If you haven’t, someone in your life is probably happy to wax rhapsodic.

“DTF St. Louis,” it should be said, is the name of an app catering to married but nonmonogamy-curious users in the titular urban area. Clark, whose early bird schedule has interfered with his sex life, initially pitches Floyd on joint exploration. Once Clark takes up with Carol, however, it’s Floyd who dives in, recounting his exploits in breathless detail for Clark’s vicarious enjoyment. Like Floyd’s job, which involves tasks as disparate as communicating the severity of a weather event to dancing along at a pop concert, or the St. Louis Sheriff’s Department severe Brutalist headquarters, the hyper-local app’s existence is a clue the show takes place in a universe that’s not exactly our own. 

Another indication is how frankly, if dispassionately, everyone talks about sex. “Porn is a part of my marital sex life,” Jodie flatly informs Donoghue, her coworker. In recounting one of his app encounters, Floyd clinically says he “withdrew my ass” to politely signal a lack of interest. Though the deadpan delivery is clearly comedic, “DTF St. Louis” takes its subjects’ desires seriously; the roleplay Clark and Carol undertake in their rendezvous is too psychologically specific to be simply a gag. The result is an impressive balancing act: to joke around and about sex without making sex the punchline. 

To pull it off, Conrad has the assistance of an exemplary cast. Last year, I criticized the Netflix series “Black Rabbit”, in which Bateman played a good-for-nothing troublemaker, for failing to realize the actor works best with bad guys who hide their flaws beneath a pleasant facade. Here, thankfully, he’s right back in his sweet spot. We don’t know whether Clark actually hurt Floyd, but at minimum, he’s the type of guy who lies to his wife about conducting a “Safety Sesh” on a swing set so he can ogle his neighbor. But as our perceptions of Clark shift with various revelations, Bateman masterfully modifies his bearing from blandly sinister to sweetly sincere and back again. The credits sequence alone, in which Bateman karate chops in slow motion to The Fifth Dimension, is an Emmy reel in miniature.

Harbour, for his part, seems to relish the reprieve from limiting, if lucrative, family genre fare like “Stranger Things” and the MCU. Saddled with 30 extra pounds and thousands in unpaid tax debt, Floyd is a bashful, self-conscious guy who nonetheless can’t help telling Clark about his penis deformity in their first-ever conversation. Harbour gives him both a childlike naivete and flashes of confidence, the qualities combining to help him connect with Carol’s socially maladjusted son Richard (Arlan Ruf). Clark may be cuckolding his much less financially secure friend, yet we still understand that Floyd, too, has something to contribute to their relationship. (Here is the space where I acknowledge that Harbour recently made headlines as the target of Lily Allen’s scathing breakup album “West End Girl,” about…sexual infidelity in a modern marriage. Does that have any real bearing on his work here? No! Is the parallel still too glaring to ignore? Yes!)

Cardellini’s Carol is, by design, the most opaque of the three. (Bateman and Harbour also executive produce, whereas Cardellini does not.) After the first couple episodes are framed from the men’s point of view, her perspective is the last to arrive. Until then, we get a former Don Draper mistress reentering seductress mode, with a “DTF St. Louis” twist: Carol and Floyd’s sex life has fizzled because she’s taken on a side hustle as a Little League umpire and he finds her getup, which we’re treated to at every possible ungainly angle, unattractive; the way Carol slices a carrot puts Kendall Jenner’s cucumber knifework to shame. Cardellini is equally plausible as a femme fatale and a woman who likely has an active Nextdoor profile.

As performers, Cardellini, Harbour and Bateman have the chemistry that their awkward, alienated characters sometimes don’t. “DTF St. Louis” isn’t exactly cringe comedy, but it is idiosyncratic enough that I expect some will find the show a tough sell; it certainly took me a few episodes to acclimate to Conrad’s stilted, precisely crafted world. That the performances are all so calibrated to each other’s wavelengths, if not a bewildered viewer’s, is an indication that “DTF St. Louis” is achieving its own goals, however inscrutable they are to an outsider. When I reached the end of the four episodes provided to critics, I was down for more — if not in the way the show’s title suggests.

“DTF St. Louis” will premiere on HBO and HBO Max on March 1 at 9 p.m. ET, with remaining episodes airing weekly on Sundays.