Although the NYFCC’s Website calls its awards “harbingers of Oscar nominations,” they’re more like harbingers of the token indie nod that goes nowhere when actual gold statuettes start changing hands: Mulholland Drive to the Academy’s A Beautiful Mind, that sort of thing. Overall, in the last ten years, the New York critics augured the Best Picture Oscar winner exactly once — 2003’s The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. In 2005, when our city’s professional cinéastes fell for sentimental favorite Brokeback Mountain, Crash won in a truly upsetting upset. Even when NYFCC went mainstream in 1997 (picking Saving Private Ryan), the Oscar, in one of the industry’s biggest WTF moments, went to Shakespeare in Love. With this kind of clout, well, the New York critics might owe Greengrass an apology.