Colin Firth

Two arms stolen from the English Breakfast crops. A mediocre actor, with a mediocre filmography, who at the dawn of 50 is marketed as the new revelation of world cinema. An Oscar that is nothing short of undeserved. I remind you that this man wore a sweater with little bells in "Bridget Jones's Diary" and participated in the film "The Picture of Dorian Gray," soundly slapping the memory of Oscar Wilde.