The Oscars. Go.
Hugh Jackman was fantastic.
I thought so, too.
Here are my thoughts, in no particular order.
1. Thomas Newman is the Susan Lucci of the Oscars, and it’s getting absurd as to how many times he will be nominated without winning. He’s been nominated literally every year since I can remember, and never won.
2. Will Smith is a megawatt, undeniable star.
3. Jack Black, Ben Stiller, James Franco, and Seth Rogen are funny, funny dudes.
4. At least Sean Penn is self aware.
5. The Dark Knight was still the best movie of the year.
Best show in as long as I can remember – a joy to watch, instead an interminable torture device one submits to willingly.
And Hugh Jackman WAS fantastic. Are we sure he’s not gay?
I liked Slumdog, but it’s just not best picture-nor is it worthy of all the hype it’s received recently. It’s GREAT–no doubt–but no best picture.
Dark Knight–hands down–best movie of the year.
AND BEST SCORE?!?!?! Are you FREEEEAKING kidding me???? Best score goes to Slumdog???? What a crock! It’s like the Academy voters went down the list and just checked the box next to Slumdog wherever it was nominated.
What a sham.
Aly, we’re not sure. He was VERY excited that musicals were back …
I loved it. I thought Hugh Jackman was very entertaining, and felt natural. The opening was priceless. I liked how the audience was up close and personal, and I loved the personal tributes paid to the supporting and lead actor and actresses. It felt like a private moment that we were all invited to share in.
I must say that I was disheartened watching all my conservative friends bash creative folks on Facebook. That really bummed me out.
Why does conservatism turn so many people into a-holes? It really scares me. If it irritates you so, why do you watch?
For the record, I know a lot of liberal d-bags. :)
Wait. Who was getting bashed on Facebook? What creatives?
I feel sorta one sided about this comment last night…
Here’s what I meant: I have grown fascinated by watching status updates and commentaries that spring up on Facebook and Twitter during nationally televised events. I first witnessed it on election night, then the inauguration, then the Super Bowl, etc.
It’s pretty cool, actually. It’s a realtime take on what most of my friends and acquaintances are thinking and experiencing at the same time that I am, even through we’re miles and even worlds apart.
However, I was really disheartened last Sunday night seeing some of my conservative friends whine and bleat about the self-congratulatory nature of artists and creative types.
Artists and creative types are, by nature, self aware and often self indulgent. It sorta comes with the territory. I actually don’t know many good musicians who aren’t a little lost in their own heads. We spend hours and hours working on creating a perfect four bar phrase… whaddya think is gonna happen??!?!
I guess it irritated me because I know it’s founded on differing political ideals. I don’t see a huge protest about self indulgent artists during the Dove Awards.
Ok, so nobody watches the Dove Awards, but you get my point.
Criticize Sean Penn’s politics, if you like, but attacking the nature of what makes artists artistic just seems silly and… well… kinda stupid.
Many of the people I saw criticizing the other night have never, even created something for the world to evaluate, critique, or celebrate. Y’all don’t know what you’re talking about, to be frank. You like movies, and music, but you don’t like what happens in the minds of the people who actually go out and create them? Whaa?
It was mostly people that I know who are in that great and odd bunch, called “Conservative Baby Boomers.”
I have a theory that because they grew up watching their own generation tear and reframe the entire moral fabric of society that they’ve gotten pretty calcified (I love that word, thanks Zack) as they approach retirement age.
Those of us in the following generation, I’ve noticed, seem to have a more pragmatic, this-is-the-way-the-world-is, sorta attitude. We were raised in a post-Christian society, so it’s just not shocking when Sean Penn says what he said.
And (a more pragmatic, this-is-the-way-the-world-is, sorta attitude) is TOTALLY my attitude.
It reminds me of when John Fischer came to APU to speak in chapel. He got up there and played/sang “What if God was One of Us?” (the whole song) as his introduction…and then went on to say something to the effect of “Why do we expect a lost world to behave like Christians?? THEY’RE LOST!”
Love that guy.
That talk was a seminal moment in my life.
Although…upon further investigation into the exact meaning of the word seminal…I truly hope you meant definition #4 and NOT #1:
1. pertaining to, containing, or consisting of semen.
2. Botany. of or pertaining to seed.
3. having possibilities of future development.
4. highly original and influencing the development of future events: a seminal artist; seminal ideas.
Thank you dictionary.com
I’m using seminal as an insult from now on, based on definition #1.
I should have known that was going to happen.
I remember an Dave Barry novel that cracked me up. He had this recurring joke where a father didn’t like his daughter’s favorite band, “The Seminal Fluids.”
I know–it’s the joke of a 3rd grader–but I just couldn’t help myself.
You’re gonna pull through.
You know…there’s a GREAT irony to this whole thing…I’m just saying…
The theology of Mickey Rourke…
I just watched a Barbara Walters interview. He’s had 14 years of therapy, and it shows. Here are two things he said:
-One reason he didn’t kill himself is because he is Catholic. (And, when no one else was there, his dogs were there to take care of him and for him to take care of.)
-About winning the Oscar: It would be an honor, but ultimately, “You can’t eat it, you can’t f*&% it, and it won’t get you into Heaven.”
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