I love Hugh Jackman, officially, I want to be gay and marry him but I am straight and he would be out of my league anyway.
That aside:
Had the academy bent over much more to suck their own dick they would have fallen off the chair and broken their neck. Trust me, that could happen, not that I have tried I just am just guessing. Seriously, they are actors and actresses, professional liars, and live such squishy lives that they felt compelled to give unwarranted awards to Slumdog Millionaire. It was a very good movie but it was just as seeded with unnecessary sap as The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. The entire movie just made me wonder why I was still watching it. It was like a series of short films that were designed specifically to tug at our heart strings or in other words it was an Oscar Ringer. I am sure those very situations existed but damn...in a row?
The speeches last night were pretty tame I have to admit but I swear after the first two speeches I thought it was going to be nothing but a parade of self-important fuckos spewing their cause all over the unsuspecting public. I was relieved when virtually no one else made even the slightest move toward being political.
For those who want to dive into the idea that film is some greater platform you'd be dead on but to those who think the Oscars are some greater platform you'd be an idiot. They are an evening of mutual masturbation where pretty people and some pretty ugly people get together and show how much they want to fuck each other in various orifices for their next role.
Do you honestly think Brad Pitt gives a flying fuck about the sound guy from his last movie? If they ran into each other on the street Brad wouldn't even recognize him. That is if Brad Pitt walked instead of floating above all others like the Adonis he is or if he lacked a secret tunnel system that allowed him to just appear.
Anyway, these and most award shows are only appealing to me on the level that I know I will be angered by watching them and then I can feel superior because I am not there whoring myself for attention. Yes, I realize the irony in me saying that as I write this journal entry. At least it is not a rant about some fucking cause like the starving children in Indonesia, people never really feel like they can help but you can. Everyone can help just a little bit and that'll be a big help!
No seriously, fuck the Indonesian children and their mothers. Their mothers are probably pretty hot. Never mind on that one, I just did a quick Google search and it doesn't look like Indonesian women are on average attractive by any stretch.
If I ever had a point it was probably something like:
The Oscars are a city's one off the wrist and the resulting load is their way of feeling like their lives are justified. Sometimes they stupidly say things to make themselves feel even more important and they fail it but we are all guilty of wanting greater recognition sometimes. Well, maybe not me. I am great and know that I am great so I do not need anyone stroking my ego. Of course, if there are any ladies (Anne Hathaway I'm looking at you) who'd like to do a little stroking...