I can’t take credit for this headline, which also appears on my four-star review of “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” today in The Post. It was written by my whip-smart new boss Katherine Pushkar and that deviously clever wordsmith Billy Heller. Mr. Heller also contributed the equally brilliant jump head, “A Stroke of Brilliance.” We don’t often run reviews of foreign-language films on the Pulse cover, but “Diving Bell” is something quite extraordinary. Despite being in French, I’m taking it more and more seriously as a Best Picture contender and thinking Mathieu Amalric may get a nomination for his extraordinary performance as an almost totally paralyzed man who dictates a best-selling memoir by blinking an eyelid with the help of Marie-Josee

Croze, who is even more talented than she is beautiful. I love the flick, but its biggest obstacle at the Oscars may but its brilliant but massively egotistical director, Julian Schnabel, who has been minimizing the role of screenwriter Ronald Harwood in public appearances, implying the cast largely improvised their lines using Harwood’s script, which was translated from English to French, as a rough guideline. “Diving Bell” is one of two Oscar hopefuls opening in limited release this week. My 3.5 review of “The Savages” ran in the paper on Wednesday.