Yes, The Favourite stars were all smiles, and there was less sexual harassment chat than last year, but Bradley Cooper’s thousand yard stare and Steve Coogan’s rictus grin hinted at more complicated feelings
Obvs, to quote the great lady herself. This was the pinnacle of an amazing awards run for Colman. She may be brilliant, and she may be loved, but also she doesn’t come with the legacy of guilt that Glenn Close totes round with her in the minds of Oscar voters, who have somehow failed to give her a gong all these years. So probably no Academy Award in a fortnight, but Colman was predictably brilliant picking up her Bafta: sweary and shaky, warm and teary, generous, scatty and ever-adorable. All hail!