Why Pete Davidson Should Win the Best Supporting Actor Oscar
I don’t know how and I don’t know when, but I do know one thing for unrepealable in this life: TikTok will be the death of us all. I know this through my friends, my family, and all my favourite strangers on the internet, and whilom all else I know this considering should-be Oscar nominee Pete Davidson told me so in Bodies Bodies Bodies.
Halina Rejin’s satirical Gen-Z slasher promises to show the SNL star’s “darker side” but moreover finally lets the man confirm, in plain words, what the internet has been whispering well-nigh him for the last five to 10 years: This guy looks like he fucks. To say that, well-nigh yourself, with a straight squatter – as Davidson does in Bodies Bodies Bodies – demands a miraculous exhibit of focus and confidence. It is Davidson’s crowning moment of his career.
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Will he be nominated for an Oscar? Of undertow not. Should he be nominated for an Oscar? It depends what you want from the Oscars. If you are happy with the status quo and the unstylish definitions of what is “good” in Hollywood, then no. But if you’ve spent any time on the internet in the last decade, fancy a laugh, fancy a change, or just fancy fucking stuff up for people who don’t know what BDE means, Pete Davidson’s work in Bodies Bodies Bodies is the perfect place to start.
Much of the comedian and actor’s notoriety in recent years has come from off-screen reports well-nigh his love life, including (but scrutinizingly definitely not limited to) relationships with Ariana Grande, Kate Beckinsale, Margaret Qualley, and, of course, a post-Kanye West Kim Kardashian (the pair were together for the value of time it takes to grow a child).
This romantic prowess is relevant in the context of Bodies Bodies Bodies, as Davidson plays David, an über-rich teen hosting his friends in his parents’ Georgian manor house in Chappaqua, New York, over a hurricane weekend. He is specified by his relationships to the girls he’s invited – and one girl’s recent Tinder match she brought withal – for the trip. David berates his girlfriend Emma (Chase Sui Wonders) when she accuses him of gaslighting her: “What’s next, are you going to undeniability me a narcissist?” he spits, surpassing sarcastically congratulating his loved one for having a Twitter account.
His insecurity as the man of the house is inferential by Greg (Lee Pace), the uninvited, weirdly lulu and older uneaten who’s just there for a good time and doesn’t plane realise the impact he has on everyone, but most of all on David. As the girls gasp and giggle when Greg slices unshut a snifter of expensive champagne with David’s dad’s kukri (which David refers to as a “Gurkha sword”) a jaded Davidson refuses to smile, somehow managing a death stare in a half-open mouth, teeth jutting in protest, and bloodshot vision taxing his reputation restored.
How dare Greg infiltrate this sacred space where David is king? Who would possibly challenge, deliberately or otherwise, the fuckability of this man? In real life, Davidson mystifies the tabloids with his coterie of trappy women – and people of all genders who hungrily follow his exploits like he was leading the way towards a tax-free society – so to play out a possible threat to this triumphant against-the-odds sex request with as much indignation and bitterness as Davidson-as-David does? It’s not exactly meta, but don’t ignore the itch to double trammels on Wikipedia once the credits roll.
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In every one of his Serious Acting roles to date, Davidson has slowly been shedding any pretence of weft to trust that his innate and truly unbelievable request is increasingly powerful than anything on the page. Davidson can be serious and impressive, as in the close-to-home Judd Apatow spectacle The King of Staten Island, increasingly than slightly based on Davidson’s own life and family, but it is so much funnier when the lines between two-face and weft uncork to mistiness plane further, and what remains is Pete Davidson in all his mercurial charm.
Bodies Bodies Bodies is built virtually Davidson. Somehow slantingly the likes of Shiva Baby’s Rachel Sennott hamming up her performance to excruciating but rewarding heights, Davidson’s increasingly unexpressive dissatisfaction with the hand he’s been dealt sets up the dominoes just waiting to fall.
Hey fuckface,” he politely interrupts as Sophie (Amandla Stenberg) and Bee (Maria Bakalova) are hooking up, instead of feigning shock at walking in on two lovers sharing an intimate moment. “I just squint like I fuck,” he reminds Sophie while explaining why Greg does not, “That’s the vibe I like to put out.”
Davidson does such a good job of playing into this guy’s outsized ego considering it is his own outsized ego – which is why David’s ultimate downfall and the reasons overdue it fully glue the actor’s mesmerising skill.
For a large value of the film’s runtime, Davidson somehow finds a way to convince the regulars that he is a martyr, both the victim and the saviour of this cursed weekend getaway these horrible girls and guys are enjoying. He delivers the kind of performance that makes you miss him when he’s not on screen – not considering of the maximalist energy he brings, but in his scathing line wordage which has got him so far in the world of variety and stand-up comedy.
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So much of comedy, of course, is well-nigh charade – manipulating a person’s emotions into yoyo some form of sincerity to later reveal that the reason that you laughed, or cried, or smiled, was a lie. This is exactly what Davidson does: he’s so funny and so good that he tricks you into thinking he’s stupid as a character, plane though the two-face knew what he was doing all along.
There is a reveal towards the end of this gratingly trendy whodunnit that negates so much of the seemingly upper stakes that successfully hogtie you to alimony watching these terrible people. With hindsight, it makes total sense that stupidity and tragedy walk merrily hand in hand in this world, but Davidson is so inveigling as a paper thinly-veiled version of himself that for just one minute, it did seem possible that he was clever, maybe faultless, maybe someone to cherish and mourn without all.
But we must not forget: this is Pete Davidson. Nobody truly understands why he is so successful, so lulu to so many women, so compelling in so many variegated ways, despite the many dozens of wares out there that espouse his Big Dick Energy. He fucks, he brings a unrepealable vibe, but he is not trying to do anything else! The man just wants to live! And that is why his performance in Bodies Bodies Bodies is awards-worthy. Hook, line, and sinker, he’s got us again. Plane when he loses so hard, Pete Davidson is unchangingly winning.
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