The Oscar wasn’t just panned, it was nearly purged.

The Oscar is a film so overproduced, overacted, and overdesigned that it circles the block back to relevance. For all its missteps and miscastings, it exposes the machinery of Hollywood mythmaking better than a dozen prestige pictures. More importantly, its resurrection on Blu-ray reveals why boutique labels matter.

Physical media, in this case, captures The Oscar for what it is: a flawed, fascinating artifact of an industry in Golden Age denial.