Oscars: The Weeners and Thoughts
Published February 28, 2005
I put in some serious time yesterday and last night communing with the Oscar groove, letting the E! pregame show wash over me in all its splendorous vacuity as various overdressed hobnobbers interviewed Oscar-related designers, chefs, jewelers, observers and hangers-on.
I learned:
"You should wear the dress, the dress shouldn't wear you."
I wonder how Joan Rivers — who was nowhere to be seen — feels about "who are you wearing" being her lone enduring contribution to the culture.
Wolfgang Puck makes all those edible chocolate Oscars you see everyone stuffing in their pockets.
Star Jones Reynolds — who hosted E!'s red carpet show — has lost a LOT of weight and has a nice speaking voice - I've never really watched her before.
Kathy Griffin, who was on board for, I presume, the sake of levity, should drop the fake phone call routine: Bob Newhart pretty well used up that technique 40 years ago.
E!'s coverage of the Michael Jackson trial, which begins in earnest today, is going to be creepy as hell with actors "reenacting" the day's testimony on a set "identical" to the real courtroom.
The Academy Awards have been around for 77 years, which makes the other awards shows and the Super Bowl look callow. Mickey Mouse and bubblegum were created the same year as the first Oscars.
Star likes the word "glamizon," which I presume to mean "dominant female fashion plate."
I am amused by the stalling and stretching at the beginning of E!'s red carpet coverage, which is 3pm local time (Pacific), 2 and 1/2 hours before the awards show is to begin: who arrives 2 1/2 hours early? Morgan Spurlock of Super Size Me is the answer to that question.
Beyonce arrives early also: she has three nominated songs to perform - she's a working girl tonight.
As always, it's drought or flood: after the initial trickle of red carpeters for the first hour or so, there is wave after wave of the famous and hopeful, crashing over each other, creating whirlpools, slipstreams and eddies of celebrity. By 4:30 (PT) everyone is being interviewed all at once.
Antonio Banderas looks like Chris Kattan doing Antonio Banderas, and Melanie Griffith had that goddamned lip thing done. Who thinks those swollen, bee-stung lips look good? They are everywhere: why do these women want to look like Mick Jagger?
Sean "P. Puffy Diddy Daddy" Combs seems intent on doing to film and fashion what he has done to music (although host Chris Rock does look pretty sharp in his Combs-designed tux).
Laura Linney porked up on doughnuts for her role as Kinsey's wife: glazed Krispie Kreme are her faves. Star approves lustily.
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I think no matter how they spin it, the 5 second delay does inevitably does drain excitement and spontaneity from the show. Apparently it is going back to live after this year - I bet you'll be able to feel the difference.
Yes, the Lumet daughter has great tits. I wonder if she was the one who married and divorced P.J. O'Rourke in the same year.
the barely-contained beach ball look is so fake, though - I have grown weary of obvious messing with Mother Nature: subtle is fine, bursting melons and exploding lips are a bit much
As Howard Hughes once said "Who doesn't like tits?"
i know they're trying to 'spread the love', but some the awards for things like "sound editing" are boring as all hell.
best cleavage award: selma hayek.
And Howard was right, but Howard wsn't forced to experience the fruits of modern cosmetic surgery.
Anything that looks real is swell by me
I thought the "tiered" approach to handing out awards was kind of insulting. Either these people are important enough to bring up on stage for what may be their one and only BIG MOMENT ever, or they're not important enough to show on TV. But having some important enough to walk to the stage to accept their award, alone, and some are less important and so have to stand on stage with their competitors, and some aren't important and all and don't even get to the stage at all, well, that's crappy and insulting. Hopefully this will not return next year.
But, yeah, Salma Hayek . . . awesome.
as I was trying to say before we were so rudely interrupted: I think the tiered approach was okay because some awards ARE much more important than others from the public's perspective
The tiered approach didn't bother me. Any Oscar show that is over well before midnight is a good one, I think, and this way of doing it obviously did cut down on the time it takes to make that long walk to the podium.
"who arrives 2 1/2 hours early? Morgan Spurlock of Super Size Me is the answer to that question."
ha, man oh man, that knocked me out with a hefty kick in the hilarity glands. also, the joke about tryin to walk into the telly. this was some comedic gem, is what.
thanks Duker, you made my day. There wasn't a real obvious overarching theme so you do the best you can with a series of "observations"
it worked a charm, man. in my head it reads like some very droll, dry-witted commentator. very amusing.
"shaken, not stirred"
thanks again Duker


I watched more of it than I expected to, in spite of it being rather boring and unfunny. Among the impressions I came away with: Chris Rock looked absolutely great in that neat tux he was wearing, Morgan Freeman was the epitome of a class act in his acceptance speech, and the show in general, when stripped of whatever spontaneity and unpredictability it may have had at one time, is a huge snooze (compare, for example, to the year when Jack Palance won best supporting actor and Billy Crystal was hosting).
And what the hell was up with Sean Penn's hair?