Watched the Golden Globes telecast tonight, along with half a billion others. How they know how many are watching? Nobody's ever asked me what I watch.
GG's is my favourite awards show, I think, if only because it's the first of the year. By the time the Academy Awards come around, the winners are a given. Plus, TV is included. And no performances, which I can do without. Well, apart, from the occasional comic presenter who decides to go off-script. Some get it right -- Ricky Gervais, beer in hand -- and some don't. But then I guess Sasha Baron Cohen always goes for the cringe rather than the laugh.
No palaver, just the awards and the frocks and OMG-handsome in dinner suits (I am quite the fan of sophisticated dressers) and most of the A-listers looked as though they might be enjoying themselves. Well, sure, they're actors. This has not escaped my attention. But they're at tables with Moet and table-hopping like mad. I imagine who you're seen talking to matters as much who you talk to.
High points:
* Anna Paquin winning for True Blood. (She's Sookie Stackhouse, right?)
* The standing ovation for Heath Ledger's supporting actor win (big lump in throat, still)
* Multiple wins for Slumdog Millionaire, including best movie
* Kate Winslet winning twice, despite her unfortunate second speech
* Not a Mickey Rourke fan but admire a genuine comeback and man loves his dogs (always earns bonus points)
* The Irish-accented
erm -- or is that
airrm? -- as featured in Colin Farrell's speech. And his suit. Man looked almost as good as he sounded.
* Sandra Bullock, funny without trying
* White is the new black. Eva Mendez, Kate Beckinsale and Sandra Bullock looked amazing as did Selma Hayek and Penelope Cruz in off-white
* Cameron Diaz looked amazing in pink
Movies I now want to see: Vicky Cristina Barcelona, Happy-Go-Lucky, and (of course) Slumdog Millionaire, which Anne Gracie had already insisted I must see.
The question I was left pondering: who decides who sits closest to the stage and who gets the seats way up the back? Because, damn, they must have some egos to tread eggshells around.
Labels: Award Shows, Colin Farrell, Golden Globes, my everyday life, TV
