Yes, l was eagerly waiting for it too, and I’m not even generally a fan of the Gaga. And boy is it ever epic (though I could go without all the irritating product placements). If the Oscars are gay Christmas, this be gay New Years Eve:
Yeah, so I promised to be done with Oscar a few days back but I had one last wind and the result is this final “For Your Consideration” column over at indieWIRE that runs down year-in-advance predictions for the 2011 Academy Awards (at least in the eight major categories). I didn’t include any winner suggestions, so I might as well do so here as a supplement. Please excuse how ridiculous this exercise is in theory, and enjoy:
Best Picture: The Way Back (alt: The Tree of Life)
Best Director: Peter Weir, The Way Back (alt: Terrance Malick, The Tree of Life)
Best Actor: Matt Damon, Hereafter (alt: Colin Firth, The King’s Speech)
Best Actress: Annette Bening, The Kids Are All Right (alt: Anne Hathaway, Love & Other Drugs)
Best Supporting Actor: Ed Harris, The Way Back (alt: Josh Brolin, True Grit)
Best Supporting Actress: Bryce Dallas Howard, Hereafter (alt: Julianne Moore, The Kids Are All Right)
Best Original Screenplay: The Kids Are All Right (alt: Toy Story 3)
Best Adapted Screenplay: The Social Network (alt: Hereafter)
That Facebookian petition to have Betty White host SNL has officially suceeded: On May 8th, Ms. White will host the show. One small step forward for the power of social networking… one large step forward for octagenarian female actresses. The episode will be a “Mother’s Day” special.. with female alums of the show Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, Molly Shannon, Maya Rudolph, Ana Gasteyer and Rachel Dratch (!!!!) also being involved.
That post-Oscar lethargy is hard to get over. Especially when you have devoted a very large chunk of your professional time over the past six months to covering the build up. And as per usual (with Oscar at least), the foreplay was better than the predictable, Adam Shankman-shit-show-of-a-climax, and I was left hungover and disillusioned Monday morning… “Was it all worth it? Am I wasting my life caring about this?”
But I’ve recovered, and am almost relieved my life and this blog can lead an Oscarless existence. I have a few days left in Los Angeles to take in the post-Oscar air (though, honestly the city feels like a giant geographic version of the post-Christmas blues right now) and ready myself for SXSW (my first!!). I’ve also continued the strange habitation narration of this Los Angeles stint by moving from the West Hollywood Ramada Inn to the rectory of the Anglican Church that’s right smack dab in the middle of Hollywood proper. Long story short: Friend’s brother’s friend is a priest there who has graciously taken me and my friend in to a gorgeous house behind the church complete with two dogs larger than me, a signed portrait of Queen Elizabeth, and an Amy Winehouse poster… So thank you, thank you Matt, Sophie and Father Ian for continuing to make our Craigslist scam turn out to be a blessing in disguise.
And furthermore in that regard, an repeat thank you to Geoff - the complete stranger who read this post and offered up a week at the Ramada on him. I initially entered this situation with a bit caution - reasonable considering the Craigslist aftermath of mistrust - but it truly turned out to be one of the most genuine random acts of kindness I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing and I must shout it out one last time before moving on. Not only did it keep me off the streets, but it also allowed me to sleep under a portrait of Cher for 7 fabulous nights:
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