So the BAFTA's took place last night and Slumdog Millionaire, predictably, cleaned up (full list of winners here). Winning seven gongs, including Best Film, Best Director and Best Adapted Screenplay, it also picked up wins for Editing and Cinematography. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button didn't win any of the major categories, with Millionaire gaining further momentum as the run up to the Oscars reaches breaking point. In fairness, if Danny Boyle's hugely enjoyable film was going to pick up a barrage of gongs anywhere, it'd be on its "home turf". David Fincher doesn't strike me as the type to give a rat's arse about any award he may, or may not, win; but for Button to take back its steep budget (estimated at about $150 million) it really does need some solid recognition from the awards bases. Brad Pitt, on the other hand, must surely be wondering what he has to do to finally win one; with Mickey Rourke's success seen by many as pretty much a foregone conclusion. On any other year, Pitt would be seen as the favourite, but if Rourke keeps in famously loose flapper shut, then he shouldn't have anything to worry about. I really liked Slumdog Millionaire, I thought it was original, wonderfully acted and superbly directed; but Ben Button was the bigger risk here, and despite splitting audiences in half, I still think it was a stronger film. The big smile of the night came when Martin McDonagh picked up the BAFTA for Best original screenplay, for his brilliant work on In Bruges. Thoroughly deserved, and lets keep our fingers crossed that he follows that up with an Oscar win as well.