Okay, I admit it. We watched the Oscars. The Contrarian gives in on this nonsense, because he exacts a price for it.
He tends to make me sit through some God-awful movie staring either John Wayne or Humphrey Bogart to even the scales again.
Actually, I thought this years was superb. Really I do. Hugh Jackman was great, the set was gorgeous and I thought they added some stuff that really classed it up. In highlighting each film nominated for best picture, they added film clips of similar issues from other movies, which made them all quite interesting.
Moreover for the big 4 nominations, they brought in five or so past winners, each giving a tribute to one nominee. That way they all got some serious recognition even though only one would win.
Most of the dresses were truly lovely, only a couple I thought were rather inelegant. Meryl Streep’s was dowdy I thought. Sophia Loren’s dated and what was that bit with the hand on the hip?
All of the winners were predicted well in advance. The only surprise was best actor. Mickey Rourke was considered to be pretty much a lock. But it went to Sean Penn. I’m told “Milk” is extraordinary. Best line was from DeNiro: “Sean how did you do all those straight roles so well?” Or something to that effect.
The wacko right will be screaming. The Contrarian is scanning Foxy Noise to see what their reaction is to the ungodly liberal socialistic secular beasts using the Oscars for a forum for their agenda. Ya know that is how they will play it.
I had no particular favorite on any of them, but I must say, as nice as it would have been for Rourke, I was thrilled that Sean Penn won. Thrilled that once again, we can proudly proclaim that in America it is high time to stop this ugly treatment of the “others” we continue to manufacture.
The fact is, properly understood, there is no true biblical admonition against homosexuality, and it’s time to remove that erroneous crutch from the evangelical right. Penn had it right when he suggested it was high time that the Right fear the sad shame in the eyes of their grandchildren for holding such mean and ugly views based on some wished for interpretation they cling to in their desperation to be “better” than somebody.
I haven’t seen a single movie that was honored. I’m sure in time I will see most of them. I’m glad Slumdog Millionaire won best picture, because those kids in Mumbai need to feel that sense of pride. They need to feel the honor. They need to know they matter.
I don’t know anything about Penelope Cruz’s picture. Meryl Streep will still go down as perhaps histories greatest actress. Certainly of our time. I felt bad for the rest. They all seemed worthy of winning.
The Jolie/Pitt team didn’t win. But they remain America’s Cinderella couple if you get into that kind of thing. I don’t. I had even failed to realize that Jennifer Aniston stood mere feet from them as she made her presentation. I presume lots of people were looking for something in that. I was blithely unaware.
I’m glad Robin Roberts picked the orange/peachy dress. It really was the best of the three. No, before you ask, I didn’t vote! I’m not THAT weird. Okay, I admit, I did enter votes for one Dancing with the Stars couple but that’s all! Really. Honestly. Cross my heart and hope to die.
Hey, in three weeks, we will be calling the hoops in March Madness! Only a week until Spring!