[more on the oscars. OSCARS!]
can somebody send me dolly's nominated song? because i fucking loved that, and i missed it when it was free on itunes a couple of weeks ago. ha, apparently it's still free on itunes. I STILL NEED "HARD OUT HERE FOR A PIMP", though, because honestly, people, that ROCKED.
GEORGE! GEORGE! HOORAY! "i don't know how you compare art." oh. he thanked his co-nominees. it is seriously early in the evening for me to be weeping, okay? goddamnit, george.
ohhhhhh, reese looks gorgeous. god. what a lovely dress, how come i didn't see that pre-show? she looks stunning.
LOOKIT THE BOWTIES, LOOKIT. oh, i really loved all three of those films, but i am SO SO GLAD that they won. oh. BOWTIES ON OSCARS. i can't even, i'm so overwhelmed by these sweet funny british men.
nicholson's wasted, and my girlfriend appears to find this HILARIOUS.
OWEN. OWEN, YOU OWE ME FIVE BUCKS. SERIOUSLY, OWEN, FIVE BUCKS. (also, is luke looking a little fat? and also with bad hair?)
pants? always funny. even when being talked about by animated poultry.
wow, rachel weisz looks fabulous. serious pregnancy boobs, though. i LOVE it.
... "keira knightley: acting while beautiful." "cheekbones so beautiful." AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *wheeze* AAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHHA. oh, girlfriend, i draw hearts around you.
they have PENGUINS. this is the best oscars ever. it's charming and funny and wickedly offbeat and all these boys with PENGUINS and accents and morgan freeman standing in an aisle and the director apologizing for his english and i just. *hands* *weeping*
oh, jon. "but in the event of a nuclear holocaust, i would like them to repopulate the earth." (and. YUM. eric bana is so prrrretty.)
god, robert altmann. i'm sitting here weeping. bawling like a small child. this oscars has been the best oscars ever.
you wouldn't know it from my last.fm or, you know, the music i talk about on a regular basis, but i actually listen to a lot of hip hop and rap, mostly in the car - the boy and my friend mikey keep me in the stuff that's good, and i really enjoying driving, especially long distances, to hip hop. which is to say, i dig the hell out of this song. she's got a set of pipes, and the choreography was perfect. AND IT WON. shit, man, it won. i was rooting for dolly, but hell, man, that's an upset, that's what that is. AWESOME.
and, ahahahahahaha, they got bleeped! that's the best ever. i want to get bleeped on the oscars. (and now jon stewart's got the giggles. hee. "you know, i think it just got easier around here for a pimp." "if there's one way to reach out to this audience about the difficulties of being a pimp, i think it's clearly through interpretive dance.")
"welcome academy award winner george clooney." you know, two and a half hours ago, they couldn't have said that. AND. AND. HE WON. i started crying again.
god, i'd forgotten that anne bancroft died last year. that set me off again, just as i was starting to collect myself after george. and RICHARD PRYOR, too, oh, richard pryor. *weeps*
god, there have been some really terrific, genuine, moving speeches this year. god.
"martin scorscese: zero oscars. three-six mafia: one. *dancing*" OH JON.
PAUL HAGGIS!
OH YAY OH PHILLIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN OH I'M BAWLING HERE, PEOPLE, I'M WEEPING LIKE A BABY OH GOD YES. (ahahahahahahahaha, he just thanked michael barker! MICHAEL BARKER! AHAHAHAHA. (if you don't know why this is funny, i promise, it's not worth explaining, just take my word for it: it's FUCKING FUNNY.))
"for god's sake, they ate the third trombonist."
best actress. *crosses fingers* (n'awwww, and lookit william h. holding felicity's hand. i love them so much.)
... okay, that's the first disappointment of the night. and it's a big one. i mean, i'm happy for reese, i am, but felicity. that just. oh. that hurts. that hurts a lot.
damn, uma looks gooooooood.
PAUL HAGGIS! PAUL HAGGIS!
ang lee is adorable.
crash, holy shit, that's a fucking UPSET. that's amazing, that's FANTASTIC. holy shit.
this was an excellent oscars. so many charming, heartfelt, genuine acceptance speeches. so many surprised, pleased first-time winners. and PENGUINS! i approve 98% (but i'm still cranky that felicity didn't win).
GEORGE! GEORGE! HOORAY! "i don't know how you compare art." oh. he thanked his co-nominees. it is seriously early in the evening for me to be weeping, okay? goddamnit, george.
ohhhhhh, reese looks gorgeous. god. what a lovely dress, how come i didn't see that pre-show? she looks stunning.
LOOKIT THE BOWTIES, LOOKIT. oh, i really loved all three of those films, but i am SO SO GLAD that they won. oh. BOWTIES ON OSCARS. i can't even, i'm so overwhelmed by these sweet funny british men.
nicholson's wasted, and my girlfriend appears to find this HILARIOUS.
OWEN. OWEN, YOU OWE ME FIVE BUCKS. SERIOUSLY, OWEN, FIVE BUCKS. (also, is luke looking a little fat? and also with bad hair?)
pants? always funny. even when being talked about by animated poultry.
wow, rachel weisz looks fabulous. serious pregnancy boobs, though. i LOVE it.
... "keira knightley: acting while beautiful." "cheekbones so beautiful." AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *wheeze* AAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHHA. oh, girlfriend, i draw hearts around you.
they have PENGUINS. this is the best oscars ever. it's charming and funny and wickedly offbeat and all these boys with PENGUINS and accents and morgan freeman standing in an aisle and the director apologizing for his english and i just. *hands* *weeping*
oh, jon. "but in the event of a nuclear holocaust, i would like them to repopulate the earth." (and. YUM. eric bana is so prrrretty.)
god, robert altmann. i'm sitting here weeping. bawling like a small child. this oscars has been the best oscars ever.
you wouldn't know it from my last.fm or, you know, the music i talk about on a regular basis, but i actually listen to a lot of hip hop and rap, mostly in the car - the boy and my friend mikey keep me in the stuff that's good, and i really enjoying driving, especially long distances, to hip hop. which is to say, i dig the hell out of this song. she's got a set of pipes, and the choreography was perfect. AND IT WON. shit, man, it won. i was rooting for dolly, but hell, man, that's an upset, that's what that is. AWESOME.
and, ahahahahahaha, they got bleeped! that's the best ever. i want to get bleeped on the oscars. (and now jon stewart's got the giggles. hee. "you know, i think it just got easier around here for a pimp." "if there's one way to reach out to this audience about the difficulties of being a pimp, i think it's clearly through interpretive dance.")
"welcome academy award winner george clooney." you know, two and a half hours ago, they couldn't have said that. AND. AND. HE WON. i started crying again.
god, i'd forgotten that anne bancroft died last year. that set me off again, just as i was starting to collect myself after george. and RICHARD PRYOR, too, oh, richard pryor. *weeps*
god, there have been some really terrific, genuine, moving speeches this year. god.
"martin scorscese: zero oscars. three-six mafia: one. *dancing*" OH JON.
PAUL HAGGIS!
OH YAY OH PHILLIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN OH I'M BAWLING HERE, PEOPLE, I'M WEEPING LIKE A BABY OH GOD YES. (ahahahahahahahaha, he just thanked michael barker! MICHAEL BARKER! AHAHAHAHA. (if you don't know why this is funny, i promise, it's not worth explaining, just take my word for it: it's FUCKING FUNNY.))
"for god's sake, they ate the third trombonist."
best actress. *crosses fingers* (n'awwww, and lookit william h. holding felicity's hand. i love them so much.)
... okay, that's the first disappointment of the night. and it's a big one. i mean, i'm happy for reese, i am, but felicity. that just. oh. that hurts. that hurts a lot.
damn, uma looks gooooooood.
PAUL HAGGIS! PAUL HAGGIS!
ang lee is adorable.
crash, holy shit, that's a fucking UPSET. that's amazing, that's FANTASTIC. holy shit.
this was an excellent oscars. so many charming, heartfelt, genuine acceptance speeches. so many surprised, pleased first-time winners. and PENGUINS! i approve 98% (but i'm still cranky that felicity didn't win).