Final thoughts on the Oscars,

Feb 28, 2011 21:03

I cried when Jesse lost best actor and I cried even harder when The King's Speech won best picture. I was crying - literal tears on my face, shaking and gasping, and to be honest I have no idea why that hurt so much. I've (as most of you know) been a huge Jonas fan for three years, and I've never been affected that way by something they did. Hell, I don't even watch anything they're on.

And I've been in the Social Network fandom for about a month - maybe five weeks tops. So I kind of feel like a poser, but I can't explain why I love this movie so much. As Anne Hathaway said, the movie is a symbol of our generation, and Jesse's character's the face of a generation - not only this era, but of any kid that has dreams, any kid that can work hard on something, pursue his passion and succeed tremendously. (I'll leave out that Mark's a douchebag in the movie, but hey, his character's entirely sympathetic too.) Even if my kids won't be able to relate to Facebook, it's a movie that I'll watch years down the road because I feel like it's representative of me.

As for best actor, I can't talk on that because I haven't actually seen The King's Speech. But I do feel that Jesse deserved the nomonation entirely and maybe even deserved to win - considering where he's come from, especially; playing goofy, stupid teenage characters in movies that get no recognition at all, and then wowing everyone familiar with the name Jesse Eisenberg by playing Mark - and he did a wonderful job. I wasn't expecting him to win, but I was routing so hard for him, and seeing it taken from him killed something inside of me. I've spent the past month going nuts over him, watching every single movie and interview I can find and I can honestly say I feel connected to him, that I think he's one of the realest, sweetest stars in Hollywood, and I just want to hug him forever and talk about cats and maps.

IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME I THINK THIS GIF SAYS ENOUGH.


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