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Mar. 6th, 2006 11:35 amOkay, so I haven't watched my tape of the Oscars yet (not the whole thing -- I rewound the tape to watch George Clooney's acceptance speech, because he is one of my favorite people in Hollywood just for being charming and funny and the pretty and the talent are just an amazing bonus), and really I'm mostly going to for Jon Stewart, the great big puppy.
But for the record -- and I say this as someone who adored Brokeback Mountain -- yay for Crash!
Now coincidentally, I haven't actually SEEN Crash yet (I'm picking that up and maybe Walk the Line, too, this afternoon), which probably helps because I can't complain if I haven't seen the other movie. But here's my thing -- I love an Oscars surprise. When do we EVER get a surprise at these award shows? Especially the Oscars. Hell, you can nearly always set your watch by who's going to win, so the fact there was an upset? I love that. Even if I haven't seen it yet, and now I swear I'm going to. Hell, I felt guilty I hadn't already. And it doesn't change the fact that Brokeback Mountain is good, DAMN good, enough so that I want to beat the crap out of one of the local DJs for making fun of it and making fun of it badly. (Actually, I already want to beat the guy up for being a ginormous tool, because this is the same smug asshole who referred to voting Republican as "being one of the good guys," speaks to his audience like a condescending bastard, and writes quite possibly the least funny joke parodies on a fucking Casio. But for asking why there wasn't more action in Brokeback Mountain -- meaning more barfights, rodeo accidents, and random explosions for no real reason, from the sound of it -- he can feel free to get sucked into the next random jet engine he passes.)
Now somebody tell me when the hell the Hustle and Flow song was performed so I can watch that, too. 'Cause if there's one thing I love more than a good Oscar upset, it's that not only is rap getting nominated for Oscars, it's winning them. HEE! I'm not a huge fan of rap or anything, but when it's done well, it's great. (Also, if anyone's got the song, can I have a copy pretty please with cherries on top? I thought I had it, but a careful search of my Zen yielded nothing, so .... *bats eyelashes at friends list*)
I can't get back to sleep, and I've only had four hours of it. Bah. I'd say what I'll probably do to kill time for the rest of the afternoon, but if you haven't noticed the pattern growing over the past month, I don't know what to tell you. (Oh, wait, yes I do. MISSING: One exciting social life. Involves lots of drinking and dancing, an exorbitant credit limit, awesomely fun parties, famous and intriguing friends, warm summer hotspots, and enormous amounts of sex with Jensen Ackles and/or Jared Padelecki. Please return to owner of this journal, disregarding any names written on the bottom of said exciting social life in nail polish.)
But for the record -- and I say this as someone who adored Brokeback Mountain -- yay for Crash!
Now coincidentally, I haven't actually SEEN Crash yet (I'm picking that up and maybe Walk the Line, too, this afternoon), which probably helps because I can't complain if I haven't seen the other movie. But here's my thing -- I love an Oscars surprise. When do we EVER get a surprise at these award shows? Especially the Oscars. Hell, you can nearly always set your watch by who's going to win, so the fact there was an upset? I love that. Even if I haven't seen it yet, and now I swear I'm going to. Hell, I felt guilty I hadn't already. And it doesn't change the fact that Brokeback Mountain is good, DAMN good, enough so that I want to beat the crap out of one of the local DJs for making fun of it and making fun of it badly. (Actually, I already want to beat the guy up for being a ginormous tool, because this is the same smug asshole who referred to voting Republican as "being one of the good guys," speaks to his audience like a condescending bastard, and writes quite possibly the least funny joke parodies on a fucking Casio. But for asking why there wasn't more action in Brokeback Mountain -- meaning more barfights, rodeo accidents, and random explosions for no real reason, from the sound of it -- he can feel free to get sucked into the next random jet engine he passes.)
Now somebody tell me when the hell the Hustle and Flow song was performed so I can watch that, too. 'Cause if there's one thing I love more than a good Oscar upset, it's that not only is rap getting nominated for Oscars, it's winning them. HEE! I'm not a huge fan of rap or anything, but when it's done well, it's great. (Also, if anyone's got the song, can I have a copy pretty please with cherries on top? I thought I had it, but a careful search of my Zen yielded nothing, so .... *bats eyelashes at friends list*)
I can't get back to sleep, and I've only had four hours of it. Bah. I'd say what I'll probably do to kill time for the rest of the afternoon, but if you haven't noticed the pattern growing over the past month, I don't know what to tell you. (Oh, wait, yes I do. MISSING: One exciting social life. Involves lots of drinking and dancing, an exorbitant credit limit, awesomely fun parties, famous and intriguing friends, warm summer hotspots, and enormous amounts of sex with Jensen Ackles and/or Jared Padelecki. Please return to owner of this journal, disregarding any names written on the bottom of said exciting social life in nail polish.)
