Showing posts with label good call. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good call. Show all posts

Monday, February 23, 2009

Yes.


7 BAFTA's, 4 Globes, and 8 Academy Awards.


Suck it.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

My awards show has a first name, it's O-S-C-A-R. My awards show has a second name, it's P-R-E-D-I-C-T-A-B-L-E...


This year's Academy Awards nominees were announced this morning.

There aren't many surprises in this year's list. They certainly gave Gran Torino the shaft; it wasn't a great movie, but I assumed that since it was Clint's last horrah they'd give him something. Viola Davis got her best supporting actress for Doubt, which I was relieved to see. And oh happiest of happy days, Kate Winslet's Golden Globe sweeping performance in Revolutionary Road is nowhere to be found on this list. Unfortunately, looking at her competitors, she seems to have a very good chance of winning best actress for The Reader. How kind of them to give Anne Hathaway a nomination, she seems like a nice young girl. I don't know what Robert Downey Jr. did in Tropic Thunder but it must have been amazing. Once again, no Michael Sheen, I was a little dissapointed. The Dark Knight got quite a few nominations, which is exciting, but no best picture or director. And Slumdog cleaned up nicely, and will...clean up even...more....nicerly at the actual ceremony. The Wrestler only got two nominations, best song not being one of them, which was strange and unfortunate. No acting nominations for Slumdog or Burn After Reading. Too many nominations for Benjamin Button. And why is the Reader up for best picture? I don't say that because I hated it, it just doesn't seem to carry the same weight as its competitors. Also, I hated it.

Now we will hold our breath until Febraury 22nd. The excitment of the anticipation is worth the price of buying a small ventilator.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

A hilarious follow up....


Words of wisdom from Jeremy Piven.

Speculation began to surge when the Entourage star blamed his rare illness on eating too much sushi, with the play's sharp-tongued author, David Mamet, remarking, "My understanding is that he is leaving showbusiness to pursue a career as a thermometer."

Bowling for dolla dolla billz


I really hope this guy is successful in suing Michael Moore for all that he's got. But then again, it's Michael Moore, so that's like what, $100,000, and his handbook, appropriately titled: "How to over exaggerate situations, completely skew the truth, profit from other people's misfortunes, and make bad movies".

It's a pretty rare book.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Dolphin free



This is why I love everyone.

"The Entourage Entourage star was ordered by doctors to pull out of the David Mamet David Mamet play because his mercury levels were "shockingly high" - reportedly due to eating too much sushi."

Why do stupid people say stupid things?


So apparently director extraordinaire Michael Bay put up a fuss about director actually extraordinaire McG (hey, he produces Supernatural, I'm in the man's debt) for using robots, big robots, in his new film Terminator: Salvation.

I'm completely on Michael Bay's side here. I mean, before Transformers came out, there had never been big robots on screen before. Somebody once tried to tell me that there was a whole tv series about transforming robots, and that it was even called Transformers, but I slapped him in the face and told him to never question Michael Bay's creative abilities.

If I were Michael Bay, I'd go right for the next obvious target: Brad Bird's The Iron Giant. That film was a complete rip off of Pearl Harbor.

via: /film

Monday, January 12, 2009

A surprise for the little guy


This article sums up pretty well what our good friend Imago was saying last night.

The Globes certainly deserve a tip of the hat this year for paying attention to movies to whom attention ought to be paid. They treated Slumdog and Mickey Rourke so well that I'm almost willing to forgive them for the whole Kate Winslet debacle. I was also glad to see them completely snub The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, a movie screaming "give me an award!" behind every line. Yes the makeup was well done, and yes we all love to see Cate Blancette wearing her pretty dresses; but at a run-time of 2 hours and 46 minutes, it was about 2 hours too long.