Thoughts on the Oscars? I’ve got a few under the fold.
(rewritten slightly, and spelling of “Shaun” corrected)
Yep, Robin Williams is such a colossal hack. I laughed like twice or three times while Chris Rock was speaking, which is about 2 or 3 more times than I normally laugh at the Oscars emcee’s jokes.
Jude Law is a big boy
You are not kidding, by the way. He used to go to the kickboxing gym down the road from me. I joined it with the express intention of beating the crap out of him for Wings of the Dove. I quit after three classes as it was obviously never going to happen. I am not a small bloke, but despite looking all fey and weedy on camera, Law was a muscly 80kg and really quite tidy with his fists. Just to clarify matters, I never saw his cock, so I cannot comment on whether he is a “big boy” in that regard; I suspect not.
Hey, if guessing he is small makes you feel better Daniel, go for it!
I sense that you were channeling erstwhile Onion pop culture critic Jackie Harvey during a portion of this post, Ted.
And I vote for co-emcees Salma Hayek and Penelope next year. No jokes, no hurt feelings, no artificial time limit extensions.
Steve Martin is the funniest man alive, but I would like to suggest Albert Brooks as a honorable mention.
As for your statement concerning what does and doesn’t win an Oscar every year vs. what is a movie that future generations will actually watch….
… well, that’s certainly been true of any Oscar award ceremony. How many memorable comedies have ever been nominated, let alone won an Oscar?
“And I vote for co-emcees Salma Hayek and Penelope next year.”
Good lord, yes.
Steve Martin is not only the funniest man alive, but nobody reproduces the inside Hollywood humor of the Oscars presenter in way that appeals to outsiders like he does. It’s almost like he’s channeling Carson in a weird subdued sequel to All of Me. (if that’s what it was called). Why they would ever have someone else I can’t say. Then again, Billy Crystal is loved, so I really can’t say.
Chris Rock’s problem was the same as David Letterman’s—Bruce Villanch (sp?) can’t write “edgy.” And he does most of the patois writing for the show. Queen Latifah of Teach Me to Dance… is more Villanch’s speed.
Irons’s quick quip wasn’t Nivenesque, but he may indeed have undiscovered comic skills. (May have to rent Kafka to check.)
Next year’s emcee should either be (1) the guy who won for Best Song, since he apparently doesn’t speak English which would only help the pace of the show or (2) Cousin Kate, re-animated and allowed to lay some whoop-ass on that Cate who got the voice but nothing else right, judging by her Best Supporting Actress clip.
In the geek area, did anyone else notice that “best film editing” has now gone two years in a row to a movie that is over three hours long? “I do not think that word means what you think it does…”
Sorry to be pedantic, but it’s Shaun of the Dead. You are right about its quality, however.
As for Steve Martin, I agree with Dennis Pennis - extremely funny once (especially in The Jerk, Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid and The Man With Two Brains) but definitely not so now.
Didn’t Williams pull that taped-mouth schtick a few years ago as well, when he sang “Blame Canada” from the South Park film? Next year someone should make sure he can’t rip it off.
Good point, ginger yellow. I’m correcting it.
I agree with your best movies of 2005 except for Sideways, which I didn’t see, and The Incredibles, which I found kind of disappointing…maybe the husband hyped it up too much.
And I have to say that I loved Antonio Banderas’ and Carlos Santana on the song from The Motorcycle Diaries. I thought Banderas was terrific and passionate and confident, and that was a great performance. Josh Groban, OTOH? Sucked. I can’t believe he’s sold as many albums as it appears he’s sold. His voice warbles like whoever sang that horrible, horrible song “Lady In Red”, which I think may be the worst song my ears have ever had the misfortune to hear.
Bruce Vilanch didn’t work on this year’s Oscarcast, as an obsessive freeze-frame of the writers’ credits will reveal. Chris Rock’s writers from his HBO show (Lance Crouther, et al.) are credited, however. I can’t imagine Bruce Vilanch lasting five minutes in that room.
I thought C.R. was a little hyper at the beginning, but the bit at the Magic Johnson Theaters was fantastic. However, I prefer Steve Martin because I sense a little bit of self-hatred leaching into his hosting, which I love. Failing that, I would get Jon Stewart (he’s had more of a movie career than Carson ever did, after all).
The verdicts are in from the guys in my office — Chris Rock sucked especially when compared to such greats as Billy Crystal; Robin Williams did an excellent Jack Nicholson and a hilarious Marlon Brando; why did the weirdo who doesn’t even speak English win Best Song.
(Hey based on your revised final paragraph, 4 of the movies I saw last year were either in your Top 4 list or the winner of Best Picture. Alas, would that I had gone to Shaun of the Dead instead of M$B. (Note, this is out of a total of maybe 10 movies I saw in the year.))
Can I sneak in a Real Best Picture nomination for “Before Sunset”?
A bit off-topic, but yeah - “Lady In Red” - most murderous-rage-inducing song of all time. Chris De Burgh.
MMRI film - “It’s A Wonderful Life”.
MMRI sci-fi author - Robert Heinlein.
His voice warbles like whoever sang that horrible, horrible song “Lady In Red”, which I think may be the worst song my ears have ever had the misfortune to hear. Hey- I’ll have you know that that song is loved, loved! in Russia. I only wish I were joking about that, since I’m going there in a few days.
Matt, believe me, I know it. I worked as a hostess as a country club, and I couldn’t believe how many people had that song played at their receptions. It’s music for people who hate music.
It makes me feel really weird to be the only one who knows that Bono sang “Lady in Red”. I’m not saying I like it, but really!
Guh? It was sung by Chris de Burgh.
Let me put in a plug for “Ryan”, winner of the Oscar for best animated short film. It’s wonderful.
In keeping with the current state of the thread: am I the only one who was struck by how positively abysmal the Best Song nominees were? I know better than to expect good, but does it have to be “new heights of sheer awfulness,” year after year? In this context, one of Randy Newman’s wry little “yer my bestest buddy” tunes, complete with tinkly piano, would have sounded like “Holidays in the Sun.”
Almost forgot: I can honestly say that I have seen Jude Law’s cock, insofar as I saw him in “Indiscretions,” the Broadway play in which he very famously climbed out of the bathtub in the raw. Sadly, I was way, way up in the cheap seats, so I can offer nothing to the discussion of relative bigness.
(Being in the cheap seats at a Wednesday matinee, I was completely surrounded by bus-fuls of blue-haired ladies from Long Island. They tittered nervously at the sight of Mr. Law’s wee-wee so loudly and for so long that I missed a good 5 minutes of dialogue.)
Chris Rasmussen was right on — not only about Steve Martin & Albert Brooks (who would do a killer Oscar host) but also about this unwritten rule that only Real Serious Drama can bring home an Oscar. I’ve long felt that Steve Martin’s split-persona performance in All Of Me should have put him in the running for Best Actor.
That Hotel Rwanda got shut out for awards was sad enough - but it seemed to me that Wyclef Jean’s Million Voices is exactly the kind of song that gets nominated for Oscars every other year - and this is the first time that I personally haven’t been driven to insanity by a song of that genre, which speaks to Mr. Jean’s talent.
I certainly didn’t think Don Cheadle should have beaten Jamie Foxx (though I confess I haven’t seen Ray) - but I can’t get the movie out of my head and I saw it a week ago - I don’t remember feeling like that about Return of the King or Titanic or any of the other best pictures of the last fifteen-odd years except Schindler’s List.
“And I vote for co-emcees Salma Hayek and Penelope next year.”
Thrown in Scarlett Johansson, too and we have a deal.
Extrapolating from the single data point of Colin Farell, who apparently has a large penis and appears in terrible films, I would guess that Law is in fact on the well-endowed side. He is also apparently a really nice bloke, the bastard.
our grandkids will watch The Incredibles and quote Shaun of the Dead
And their parents will sigh wistfully at Sideways, probably.
One the subject of the supposed viewing figures for the Oscars, I noticed during the broadcast of the Super Bowl this year that they were saying it’s the most watched event in the world, which would surprise me if it were true - surely it doesn’t get more than the World Cup Final?
All-American BS. Superbowl? No. way.
Yes, dsquared, Jude Law is by all accounts extremely nice. So say my friends who’ve worked with him.
Oscar night is supposed to be a night of polish and glamor and high class. Chris Rock is the opposite. I heard some of the audio clips. Made me long for last year’s Michael Moore acceptance speech - only cuz Moore was on stage for far less time.
Would have watched if I cared about any of the movies other than The Incredibles.
“Oscar night is supposed to be a night of polish and glamor and high class.”
Glamour? High Class? In HOLLYWOOD????
Yer on crack. Those fantasies only work if there’s the slightest possibility of an inkling that they’re real. Which ended for Hollywood in about, oh, 1967. Nice wishful thinkin, though.
But nothing can top the 1995 Oscars when David Letterman hosted, and brought a dog on stage to do stupid pet tricks.
At that point you could actually hear through yer TV speaker, the sound of a continental shift as the east and west coast moved even further apart.
I’m with the person above who suggested Jon Stewart for future awards. It’s all showbiz now anyway.
Okay, Beyoncé is hot and all that but, really, for the French song, they might have found somebody who could at least pronounce the words right. Yeah, I know, nobody else cares.
And worse than lobbing out oscars in the crowd was the humiliation of having the “lesser” nominees line up for defeat on stage.
That was classy.
I’m not on crack. I’m actually old enough to remember watching the Oscars from the 70s to the mid-80s (b. 11/05/60).
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