I am still spitting mad that John Hawkes was overlooked for a Best Actor nod for his portrayal of Mark, a man who lives his life in an iron lung after childhood polio and seeks the help of a sex surrogate to achieve certain "milestones." For starters, Hawkes is nearly unrecognizable in this film compared to his previous, creepier roles (as a cult leader in "Martha Marcy May Marlene" and a druggie uncle in "Winter's Bone"), a testament to his ability to embody a variety of personas. But also? Hawkes had to act entirely with his face -- Mark is unable to move from the neck down. Do you know how difficult that is? Get the fuck out, Hugh Jackman, give this man his gold statue!