Hollywood, purse designers and crap

I watched a little bit of the Oscars last night, but since the only movie I saw this year on the list was Australia (at least I’m pretty sure it was up for something) I didn’t feel very vested in it. I did go online today to see how every one dressed and what grade they got. Mickey Roake was a mess, and he got a D. I think there were some pity points given since I don’t see how anyone could have given him more than an F. I thought the Indian actress wore a beautiful gown and would have given her an A, but they didn’t. Poor Miley Cyrus, she’s so cute and perky, but she needs someone to help her, just not Whoopi. Love you Whoopi, but what were you thinking? I have to believe you were just laughing at all the fashionistas.

And of course, what would the film world do without some manufactured drama: Did Jolie snub Ryan Seacreast, again? How dare they cut to a shot of Jolie while Anniston is making her presentation? Holy crap, what a bunch of nothing! Ryan Seacrest, as far as I can tell, is on the same level as that hotel heiress who is famous for nothing. I’m totally surprised anyone would talk to him. I find him annoying. I’m sure Jennifer has much better things to do than worry about Jolie. I doubt either one of them feels very threaten by the other. How sad would it be if two people with so much going far them were wasting time and energy on that crap?

I didn’t see Slumdog Millionaire because I thought it was some gang or rapper movie. I was obviously going strictly by the title. Now that I know more about it, I plan on seeing very soon. It looks great!!

Oddly enough I spent most of yesterday doing laundry, and finishing a book. Ironically, the book was about two Hollywood actors dealing with fame and the press. I loved the way the actress described the famous for famous sake girls the paparazzi love to follow around. She described them all as purse designers selling astronomically expensive purses that would be out of style before people could get them home, because these same press princesses would be carrying new purses by then. I loved that a purse designer, in her mind, equaled useless. Isn’t the English language wonderful that way?

I love that the Oscars celebrate creativity in film. I just wish more Oscar caliber films were being made. Most of what we’re feed is just …..crap.