In a refreshing contrast to their endless stream of categories, most awards shows fall in one of two: the boring and the infuriating. With repeated lip service to (but no sign of effects of) the recession/burgeoning depression/reason to lay-off everyone and their mother, multiple trophies for John Adams (which I didn't see and hear is great, but still: zzzzzz) and Slumdog Millionaire (I'll get to my scorn, but for now: hello, frontrunner!) on top of a lifetime achievement for Steven Fucking Spielberg, the 66th annual Golden Globes fell squarely into the latter category. Seriously, everyone who was actually there was so bored that they wouldn't shut up while people tried to read their bland-ass throws. I can't believe I actually watched the whole thing. If I weren't planning on writing about it, I would have turned it off and pulled out all my body hair, strand-by-strand, including the hard-to-grasp nubs on my head, and I still would have been more entertained. Sometimes having a blog is just an excuse for organized masochism.
Like, really, when at one point early on, the picture faded in and out, as though even the camera's eyelid were getting heavy, I was like, "Really? You too?"
And yet, I still found much to mock. Of course.
First of all, this?
Looks like a dog whose choke chain is being pulled too tight.
Second of all, this?
Obviously stinks. I can smell the mixture of Tantric semen and ocean-liner garbage from here. This is what you look like while sharing an auditorium with Sting...
...Nicole Kidman. You look like a disheveled and flared Nicole Kidman.
I love that when her name was called for that Cadillac Records song, Beyoncé made a full seated revolution like she's the Trash Heap or some shit...
Where are Michelle and Kelly to say, "Nyah!" to the camera when you need them? Since she was entertaining without trying or boring us to death with a ballad, I can only assume that Sasha was the personality we were privy to.
Do you think Eva Mendes was aware that her dress had a conjoined parasitic twin?
When they cut to the audience immediately after she came out, you know that they were all reacting to her dangly Basket Case couture.
They're totally laughing at her! Salma Hayek, on the other hand...
...was not amused.
Nor was she amused when Sacha Baron Cohen made a joke about Madonna having to let go of one of her personal assistants, Guy Ritchie.
God, Salma. Pull the stick out of your ass and laugh at other people's domestic failure, please? I guess she missed out on the funniest comedy of the year, Revolutionary Road. That climax is a real knee-slapper!
There was also a shot going into commercial of Salma doing this:
It was cut to look like she was conversing with an equally nonchalant-bordering-on-bitchy Eva Longoria, but who knows? Regardless, Salma clearly was feeling sassy. If she were a Spice Girl, her name would be Spicy Spice.
I could not pay attention to Anna Paquin's laundry list of people worth thanking because I was having an internal dialogue about the fact that she never has fixed her teeth and whether I hate her for this or admire her.
I still don't have an answer, but I can say that for some reason she's really hot to me? She looks dirty in the good way, not the Sting way. I don't know, I feel weird about the whole thing.
The middle one's the cute one, right?
I don't even know why I'm asking. The middle one's the cute one. If either of the other two are your favorites, you are wrong.
This one:
The Golden Globes love to give away weirdo one-off major ("major") awards to unlikelies, so I suppose it's good that Sally Hawkins was enjoying this shit while it lasted. This sign of emotional overload came immediately after mentioning the Hollywood Foreign Press, which gives out these stupid awards and thus garners played-up reverence throughout the night, like it's Xenu or Pinkberry or some shit. That is why I loved Mickey Rourke's speech.
He thanked Axl Rose and his dead fucking dogs, but not the Hollywood Foreign Press. Ha! Last Golden Globe for him EVER! Also, he's just not giving up on the Ram, huh? His outfit is exactly what Randy would wear to such a class outing, right down to the wallet chain and sequined scarf (they kind of match if the light catches them right!). Let's not forget the highlights...
...or the overall aw-shucks good-guy vibe that could also be detected last month when he called out Sean Penn for being a homophobe, subtly aligning himself with gays and showing us another way in which he can be a champion of the underdog. I love The Wrestler and Mickey seems pretty fucking cool, but who's zoomin' who, really?
I don't know how the hell we're supposed to find Benjamin Button's case "curious" when we have Demi Moore.
In 15 more years, her hymen will have restored itself.
How embarrassing was it when she called her daughter out for slouching?
Public shaming under the guise of motherly concern. Celebrities: they're just like us!
Oh and speaking of Benjamin Button, since I'll never review it since I walked out of it since I found it so dreadfully boring and offensive since the only interesting thing about Benjamin was his condition and framing a movie around that is no less narrow-minded and exploitative than profiling someone only because he's black or gay or whatever. Benjamin Button is not here to fill reverse-aging quotas, damn it! But yeah, speaking of that, the quote that Jake Gyllenhaal read from David "Gunning for Oscar" Fincher about it turned my stomach: "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button does not settle for the notion that youth is wasted on the young. Whichever way you’re going, however you end up, life is complicated and making it work is your responsibility.” Life is complicated, guys. I don't know if you know that, but if you don't, have I got the three-hour time vacuum for you!
Colin Farrell sniffled and said, "I still have a cold. It's not the other thing it used to be."
What the hell was that? Was he making an STD joke? And if so, did he have the clap in his nose? And if so, how? And also, did you have any fucking idea who well-regarded In Bruges was? I thought it came and went with no fanfare like Cassandra's Dream or some shit. It's on the IMDb Top 250, for fuck-tape's sake!
I feel uncomfortable not seeing Renee Zellweger's nips through her sheer top.
So, look: I made it better.
The question isn't whether Terrence wiped Megan down before he allowed her to touch him...
...it's how much hand sanitizer it took to satisfy him.
"I'm the face of post-racial America! Deal with that, Cate Blanchett!" Quote of the year so far, y/y?
I looooved how openly pissed off Christina Applegate was about losing to Tina Fey.
You know that inside she's like, "Surviving fucking cancer didn't give me the edge?!?" Seriously, what's it gonna take Globes? Decapitation? She really is eternally an underdog.
Steven Spielberg, honored in the wake of maybe his shittiest movie yet, talked about wondering, "Can I get away with it?" when making movies.
You know what he got away with? Making Celie's pussy a faintly suggested landing pad for Shug rather than the fucking Venus flytrap it was in Alice Walker's book. Am I the only one who gets routinely pissed off about the ex-gaying of The Color Purple? My blood boils fucking time I think of that movie, which I admit is nonetheless moving and iconic. Still, can someone remake that shit and do it right this time? I believe that the subject matter is pertinent.
You know by the time Emma Thompson hit the stage with her beyond-theatrical affectations, I was exhausted at the inanity and in no mood for her broadly gestured shit.
I'm so glad that Dustin Hoffman felt exactly the same way.
I really don't think he's acting, either. I just think he can't stand the classically trained bitch. He's at his wit's Howard's end.
As for the winners: what the fuck ever. I don't pay attention to the TV categories because I do not watch award-winning TV. I have no time for award-winning TV. TV to me can only be informative or the most garbagey garbage. Obviously! I was happy that Vicky Cristina Barcelona won for Best Musical or Comedy and I thought it was hilarious that Penelope Cruz told the producer or whoever ended up speaking that she wasn't going to as if anyone asked her! Tell us in another life when we are both cats, Penelope! Kate Winslet winning twice was cute, since she's so underrated. And as for Slumdog Millionaire (get ready for a spoiler or just quickly scroll down to Aronofsky flipping you off)...
...eh. I don't love this movie. I liked the first half OK, but it made a single hour feel like three. I was seriously ready to go home. And then I had to watch another hour of decreasingly plausible cards falling into place. I agree entirely with what Salman Rushdie recently said about this movie: "I have problems with the storyline. I find the storyline unconvincing. It just couldn’t happen. I’m not adverse to magic realism but there has to be a level of plausibility, and I felt there were three or four moments in the film where the storyline breached that rule." Like, for example, the entire structure that required the Millionaire questions being asked in the exact order in which the answers presented themselves in whatever-his-name-was' life. Total bullshit. And I know, "It is written" and rah rah rah fate and blah blah blah, but sorry, I'm just a non-believer. Here's what I have to say to fate:
I have similar feelings about the Golden Globes. Not that I won't watch them again. It's kind of cathartic, really.
I worked at a museum in my youth. Sting came in to buy a ticket and he does stink. For real.
Posted by: Nikita Tinypaws | January 12, 2009 at 11:39 AM
I think your disheveled and flared Nicole Kidman is actually Amy Adams. Also, In Bruges was not too bad, though I don't think that Colin Ferrell was all that great in it. And Renee looks like the crazylady I've always thought she would be.
Posted by: Bunk Moreland | January 12, 2009 at 12:01 PM
There were a couple of lol-worthy (and gif-worthy!) reactions last night- Colin Farell to Sting for instance.
Also, I think Colin was referring to his previous cocaine addiction? The one he went to rehab for? That's what I thought anyway. I understand why you thought STD- it is Colin afterall.
Posted by: Raf | January 12, 2009 at 12:10 PM
I wanted to chop Emma Thompson's bangs off and feed them to Sally Hawkins. Michael in DC
Posted by: Michael | January 12, 2009 at 12:12 PM
I think Colin Farrell was probably referring to his nose running in the past because of his coke habit?
Posted by: Will | January 12, 2009 at 12:13 PM
i thought Seth Rogan's commentary/joke at Rourke's expense was inappropriate and very cringeworthy.
Posted by: matt | January 12, 2009 at 12:24 PM
The Middle One is definitely the cute one.
Posted by: dan | January 12, 2009 at 12:30 PM
I always kind of liked the Globes because they serve alchy-hall before and during the ceremony so the presenters and winners become increasingly lit throughout the presentation. I remember when Meryl Streep almost fell backwards down the stairs. Our nations most cherished actress! Here's what I NEVER get - why people get so fucking emotional about winning GG's. I understand that they are precursors to the Oscars (sometimes), but...really? Is anyone not aware that the GG's are kinda laughable?
Anyhow:
- Drew Berrymore: she can't possibly think she comes off looking sober, much less good.
- Mickey Rourke: highly doubt he was "subtly aligning himself with the gays" and pretty much just trying to trash-talk Sean's reputation in order to get an Oscar. Happens all the time and no one is fooled. He was hot once.
- Selma Hayak: cracks my shit up on "30 Rock". Also: tits!
- Darren Aronofsky: Please stop the porn-stache madness. Brad made it passably acceptable. You look possibly do-able and you've ruined it.
Posted by: Joe | January 12, 2009 at 12:30 PM
yes to the quote of the year.
happy-go-lucky is an amazing movie and i'm glad she won.
i thought colin ferrel (sp?) was talking about doing coke.
Posted by: remery | January 12, 2009 at 12:37 PM
p.s. renee zell scared me more than usual. she was gettin' kinda sharon stone.
Posted by: remery | January 12, 2009 at 12:39 PM
In terms of Salma Hayek, you just don't know your Mexican bitches very well. She's like my tia Xochitl: looks super hostile but is a fab shit talking partner, nonetheless.
Posted by: Chantal Goya | January 12, 2009 at 12:51 PM
I haven't sat thru any of those Awards shows in years. Heck, even the VMA's have grown bloated and unbearable. As usual, your sacrifice in our service does not go unappreciated.
I haven't been into the GG's tho ever since reading multiple accounts about how jive the Hollywood Foreign Press is and how no one really knows who they are and the Globes are only big cause they are first. They are like the Iowa Caucus of Awards season.
Could Sean Penn really be homophobic with that portrayal of Harvey Milk? I dunno about all that, Mickey. And since you once starred in something called Wild Orchid and chose to play the role orange and shirtless, I think your judgement is permanently questionable. Not to mention the boxing career and the DUI while riding a scooter.
(yes, Joe. He was fuckable for like 5 minutes after 9 1/2 Weeks came out. I can't believe I had masturbatory fantasies about that man once.)
Posted by: Vanessa | January 12, 2009 at 12:57 PM
Props to Salman Rushdie for sending some shade Slumdog Millionaire's way. I seriously don't understand why everyone is spooging all over this movie. People are like "but its so EXOTIC and it tells it like it is!" and I am like dude, read like any Salman Rushdie novel (try Midnight's Children, The Ground Beneath Her Feet, The Moor's Last Sigh, or The Satanic Verses) for a more honest and less exploitative depiction of Mumbai.
I feel like that the movie is pitched towards people like those two American tourists that give Jamal $100 after he robs them to show them "that this is how we do things in AMERICA." As though $100/seeing a movie means that you are somehow absolved from the crimes of colonialism (not to get all Edward Said up in here before noon). Slumdog just feels so dishonest. I can't get past how it exploits the horrors of the Mumbai slums for pathos and then wraps everything up with an upbeat Bollywood number so that its not too painful for the audience and they don't have to feel too bad about it.
To go back to Salman Rushdie (I know that was a whole paragraph ago) pretty much you know it's bad when a dude who's depictions of Mumbai include psychic children with assorted superpowers and a Bollywood actor who sort of transforms into the Angel Gabriel after falling out of a plane when terrorists blow it up and has visions of the Revelation to Muhammad, while another dude turns into a satyr/devil is calling you out for being unrealistic.
Posted by: chasgoose | January 12, 2009 at 01:27 PM
yeah the color purple really does deserve a remake it right.
Posted by: Terri Strange | January 12, 2009 at 01:56 PM
i love the demi moore/benjamin button statement lol!
and i've been waiting for a remake of 'the color purple' as well. the movie was waaay toned down compared to the imagery in the book in so many situations. it's still an amazing movie though.
Posted by: Angelina | January 12, 2009 at 01:58 PM
colin ferrel was talking about coke
not being sick.
gotta add, DUH!!!!!!!!
Posted by: princemoney | January 12, 2009 at 02:05 PM
I had this on as background noise last night and was embarrassed by all the self-congradulatory dicksucking going on. I just kept yelling "It's only the fucking GGs for god sakes."
Ok, we all know that Hollywood is full of nepotism and all but I was truly annoyed at them pointing it out(with the Miss Golden Globe bullshit, way to go, Tater Head, you hold an award)
Posted by: Lea | January 12, 2009 at 02:23 PM
What was up with all the ladies' hair? It's like they all took a group field trip to the Steel Magnolias salon.
Posted by: Spontaniouse | January 12, 2009 at 02:25 PM
1. The middle one is definitely the cute one.
2. The Demi Moore comment made me laugh. (True dat)
3. Oh hai, why no mention of the announcer first mispronouncing Angelina Jolie's name and then Kate Winslet calling her "the other one". That's comedy gold!
4. Haven't seen slumdog millionaire, but fluck - was I annoyed that it was winning all the awards - for the WHITE people, but you know, the BROWN people who actually starred in the movie and whom it was about, not only don't get nominated, but are barely mentioned while all the white viewer/voters are practically having orgasms while the white winners are patting themselves on the back. I mean, what the fluck, right? If the movie was so freaking great, WHY weren't the actors nominated for anything?
Just more bullshit "My, we're NICE white folks, aren't we? Voting for this film about brown people."
*gag*
5. You were tired of Emma Thompson's speech? What about Kate Winslet's second one? Wow. Bad overacting.
And not the entertaining kind.
Posted by: Kit | January 12, 2009 at 02:35 PM
I personally loved Slumdog Millionaire, and I disagree with chasgoose that it was exploitative. To me it was just a fairytale movie, but more like one of those creepy German fairy tales. I know it didn't work for some people, but to me the suspension of disbelief and the grittiness of the first half of the movie didn't contradict each other.
Now why I'm commenting about this on a website, I dunno.
Posted by: May | January 12, 2009 at 02:53 PM
I have no desire to see Ben Buttons for two reasons:
1) Brad Pitt
2) The perpetuation once again of the good negress stereotype in a lot of movies. Why not just have Ben's mammie sing "Swing Low."
Geez.
Posted by: Rose | January 12, 2009 at 03:34 PM
Things I learned from the Golden Globes this year:
1. I really have to start watching Mad Men, that red-headed secretary (I assume she's a secretary) is tres hot.
2. Must find a theatre in my town that is actuallty playing Slumdog Millionaire, The Wrestler and maybe I should see Revolutionary Road...I like Kate Winslet. I don't find her phoney like so many American actresses (I'm Canadian, and I honestly couldn't name one A+ actress from here).
3. Tina Fey doesntt seem as grateful as she did last year.
4. Sally Field chose not to hide her grey hair or was it the lighting? (is it because of that show she's on? I can't bring myself to watch it)
5. Blake Lively looked stunning, she just needed a hair brush....there were no real fancy hair-dos this year. I feel robbed =p
Posted by: Cheryl | January 12, 2009 at 03:37 PM
I'm loving that chasgoose got all Edward Said up in here.
Posted by: uncommonwhore | January 12, 2009 at 04:01 PM
Honestly, Nicole Kidman was just channeling her BMX Bandits days. http://meyoueverything.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/bmx-bandits.jpg
Steven Spielberg: yeah he did hatch up the relationship between Celie and Shug; but that was due in part of NAACP bitching about the relationship of the two. I too would love a remake; but I can just about imagine the backlash it would receive. I know plenty of people who didn’t like the musical because it was more true to the book; in regards to Celie and Shug’s relationship. I would just ask them, “Did you read the book?” The answer was almost always, “No, but I saw the movie!” Whatever.
How could you not speak upon Kate Winslet calling Angelina Jolie, “the other one.” Classic! (Did you doze off at that part?)
I was sooo happy that Mickey Rourke won. Not only because of his performance; but I knew he would give a very entertaining acceptance speech.
Thanks all who are encouraging me not to waste my money on Ben Button and Slumdog Millionaire. I can so see me talking smack about both movies.
Posted by: degamarie | January 12, 2009 at 04:33 PM
thank god someone else didn't like benjamin button. it was boring. and, as a new orleanian, the katrina shit was out of line. old woman on her deathbed, reminiscing about life and death and how things change, with fucking hurricane katrina bearing down on the city? i'm pretty sure mr. pitt probably shoehorned that bit in, since he's so down with my city. snort. also, his accent was just plain wrong.
Posted by: bree | January 12, 2009 at 05:05 PM