i have the infinite pleasure of beginning my blogging experience while i'm at work, and subsequently using a keyboard that should probably be a prototype for the first fetal computers, but it's whatever...let's see what we've got to talk about...
the oscars were last night and in case you missed it, here's a recap: jon stewart sealed the deal in becoming the billy crystal of my generation (which if we want to apply all reasonable logic, you might assume that ellen would become the new whoopi...in case you're curious). He accomplished this by actually managing to keep the ceremony relatively interesting for just over three hours, commenting on the current state of politics, the writers strike, and even a little bit of good natured jabbing at screen icons like dennis hopper and jack nicholson. perfect mix, jon...but you already knew i loved you, so there's really nothing new there.
from there we go on to how much everyone loved no country for old men and how much everyone really just liked talking about juno.
no country took home four awards total, and they just happened to all be pretty "big ones" if i may say so...it won best adapted screenplay, best supporting actor, best director(s) and best picture. personally, i thought there will be blood would've put up more of a fight, in fact, in my oscar pool i had there will be blood taking best picture, but no country taking the best directing award, but apparently no country did no wrong, and there were thus rewarded.
and while no country for old men racked up the oscars, the little film everyone loved to talk about, Juno, took home only best original screenplay, an award that -in my eyes- was probably the least appropriate for it to win. i didn't consider the film oscar-worthy in any sense, and i know it's basically un-American to say so, but i'm sorry....it needs to be said. the movie was good, sure, but seriously? the screenplay itself was written by diablo cody, former "exotic dancer" or as i like to call it, "stripper" turned hollywood writer. it seems like this point is so incredibly important to people...as if to say "wow...strippers aren't all illiterate drug-addicts incapable of sustaining life by any means other than peeling their clothes off in front of men who can't figure out how to get laid on their own?" i think we can all agree this is a pretty offensive stereotype...there are plenty of guys that go to strip clubs that could still get laid on their own....kidding diablo, but my point remains that i don't know if more people liked the movie as a whole, or the fact that its writer isn't some old man who has made a living out of writing movies. i'm definitely not winning over any possible subscribers here, i just think that overall, juno was a cute little movie with way too many "hipisms" as i like to call them. juno was a film trying desperately to appear hip to anyone who watched it, whether it be the middle-aged crowd being dragged to the theaters by their teenagers or to the teenagers doing the dragging, and i guess i can say mission accomplished. you won over a lot of older viewers with the idea that maybe there really is a sixteen year old girl with no older siblings who just happens to think that iggy and the stooges and patti smith really are the greatest rockers of all time, and you may have won over the teens 'n tweens with new vocab words like "wizard" or "phuket, thailand"...but in the process, it left me wishing cody had simply written a movie set in her own time period, it's not as if her era is out of touch with modern teens, and a lot of her pop culture references would've worked just as well, if not better.
if you're here, you either see my point or you just skipped the whole last paragraph because you were tired of reading such sacreligious thoughts...either way, i'm over it. i didn't think juno was bad, i just didn't see it being worth all the fuss.
