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Monday, February 28, 2011

Oscars...Starlets & Studs stumble on fashion circuit @ Kodak Theatre! Swank surprisingly feminine!



Horizontal line at flubber waist a no-no
(Virginia Madsen)








Quite a few of the fair sex alighted from sleek black limos purring at the curb on Hollywood Boulevard last night in dazzling cocktail frocks fashioned in blood-red, as their macho counterparts abandoned the peacock "look" in favor of chic black finely-cut silhouettes, and a daring fashionista-or-two took a gamble on stylish adventures which more-often-than-not came apart at the seams when the prying eyes of the paparazzi zeroed in.

In sum, the little Gold Statuette has - for the most part - taken a back seat to the fashion circuit as a rule, as savvy social-climbing starlets (and enterprising studs on their bejewelled pearly-white arms) turn out to best one-another in outfits that amount to a handful of misguided silken threads tossed over bodacious - sometimes bimbo-inspired - half-naked bods.

A chic understated look is preferable to moi, but some - like hefty Queen Latifa, for example - have tossed caution (and their considerable weight) to the wind with disastrous results.

Uh-huh!

The God-awful trend - riddled with one glaring faux pas after another - persisted on the red carpet at the 83rd Annual Oscar Award at the Kodak Theatre last evening.

Although one of the beaming hosts (Anne Hathaway) snapped up nods of approval for her pretty frothy frock - over-sized mamma's like Virginia Madsen - caused style icons to twitter on the sidelines:

"Gosh, if only the fat lady would sing! This fashion fiasco could call it a night!"

A gaggle of par-tay stalwarts sashayed down the gauntlet in get-ups - Michelle Williams and Reese Witherspoon, for starters - that flip-flopped.

Nicole Kidman was beaded, padded, and fit to be tried - by the fashion police - by golly!

Meanwhile, Helena Bonham Carter was strapping - and strapless - with scraggly "do" crowning the unsightly mixed-up mash.

On-the-other-hand, Marissa Tomei's virginal spring special was overly-designed with matronly fashion flourishes, that bogged her youthfulness down.

Gwyneth Paltrow was a sexy bombshell, alright - which left a nasty aftertaste, though - metallic as hell.

And - sigh - Melissa Leo was obviously sleep-walking in her poorly-fitting gown which appeared to be fashioned out of a bath-room curtain or two.

Annette Bening's slinky cocktail nightmare was inside-out with unsightly seams showing.
Ouch!

Halle Berry - known as "scary Berry" in divorce circles - was sparkly, however.

The town was a-buz in respect to sultry Mila Kunis, who tripped-the-light-fantastic in a showy-gown splashed up with nubile flesh, which hinted at naivety.

Hailee Steinfeld - in Royal Blue (wrinkled) fabric - was too darn matronly (if 'ya ask me!).

As to the dudes, well, James Franco couldn't hold a candle to Marilyn (or any dummy female impersonator stupid enough to try to capture her dazzling star persona on-stage-or-off).

Billy Crystal?

If the lapels on that tux were any wider, he'd take flight when the next gust of wind fluttered in, unexpectedly.

Nope not even the zesty vigor (or sexy appeal) of the great white hope - James Franco - was capable of  boosting up the boot-straps of a posse of fops, fellas!

For instance, Russell Brand's purply-hued suit - teamed with a clashing striped shirt and lifeless black tie - screamed out the obvious:

"Big bucks can't buy 'ya taste (or love, for that matter, either)."

If Billy Crystal's lapels were any wider, he would have blown away in the stratosphere next big gust of wind!

Christian Bale (winner of best supporting actor for The Fighter) was in the right corner when he elected to sport a chic black designer suit and dark tie.

But, poor grooming - and bold-faced efforts to attain a wild he-man persona - nixed the otherwise fashionably-attired effort.

Colin Firth, Zachary Levi, Justin Timberlake, Mark Buffalo, andGeoffrey Rush sported sporting black or dark grey tuxedos from popular designers such as Tom Ford or Gucci.
No wonder folks mentioned above either ended up on my Best or Worst Dressed list for 2010.

Need a reminder about "Who's Who" on the fashion victim list?

Post:  01/01/2011

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2011/01/julian-ayrs-ten-worst-dressed-best.html

Post: 12/29/2010

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/12/julian-ayrs-3rd-annual-worst-dressed.html

By the way, there were quite a few humorous moments during the CBS Broadcast, too.

Off-the-cuff humor - on the heels of live! stage disasters - included Hathaway's quick ad-lib about "folks needing a drink at home" - after she tripped over a best-actress-winner intro.

Meanwhile, critics compared James Franco's low-key style to that of a laid-back monologue for flicks like drug-themed comedies such as "Pineapple Express".

Did he ever actually say the word - "Dude" on air?

At times, Anne and James also poked fun at each other and the Network for their ratings-inspired folly.

"Anne, I must say you look so beautiful and so hip," Franco gushed at one point on stage.

"Thank you, James," Hathaway giggled,

"You look very appealing to a younger demographic, as well."

I expect that due to the overall dismal reaction to the Oscar extravaganza (yawn!) last night, that hosting duties will return to the predictable old farts next year.

See 'ya there!






Hillary Swank surprisingly feminine
(instead of so butch!)


Tuesday, January 25, 2011

The King's Speech...dazzling high-brow Art! Stellar acting by Colin Firth & Geoffrey Rush!









The King's Speech is a remarkable film!

Consequently, I was not surprised when the stellar Weinstein production rustled up a-dozen-or-so Oscar nominations on these shores at the crack-of-dawn this morning!

In addition, the Colin Firth vehicle nabbed a Producer's Guild Award, at the Producers' swanky annual Black Tie Soiree over the weekend.

The Darryl F. Zannick Award - which equates to a "Best Picture" nod in Oscar-speak - usually signals voting trends in the rarefied air over at the Academy of Arts & Motion Picture Sciences.

Critical acclaim aside, the high-brow offering is also being hailed by theatre-goers as a Masterpiece.

I whole-heartedly agree!

Indeed, English loyalists (and others) are just now tracking down the film for screening purposes around the country in anticipation of the upcoming 83rd Annual Oscar celebrations in Hollywood.

When the first scene flickers to life on the silver screen - even the most critical filmgoer can't help but be swept up into the lush period piece - which focuses on a little-known drama that unfolded behind-the-scenes when a Playboy Prince - the Duke Of Windsor - announced his intention to relinquish the English Throne in order to pursue an American divorcee he'd prefer to live in "sin" with (if necessary).

By now, many of the intriguing details of the run-a-way hit have leaked out - thanks to a dotting press - leaving little mystery about the plot line surrounding this passionate true-life-tale about a love that dared speak its name (and suffered dire consequences as a result).

According to the filmmakers, once King George V's eldest son begged off on his official role as the King of England, his younger brother - the Duke of York - was forced to step up to the Royal plate to take the reins with some reluctance.

Although Historians and Englishmen (in general) are familiar with the tawdry details of the "Simpson" affair, few were aware of ffrenzied behind-the-scenes maneuverings to force a stiff upper lip among handlers and politicians alike when the issue of King George VI's stammering came to light.

The King's inability to effectively communicate with leaders on the World Stage - and his peoples - must be kept under wraps at all cost for obvious reasons!

In a nutshell - "The King's Speech" is a dramatization of the Monarch's struggle to come to grips with the troubling speech impediment - and an awkward relationship which develops unexpectedly with a commoner who offers up helpful counselling capable of rectifying the problem.

For the greater part of the flick (which flies by, so engrossing is the footage) the drama zeroes in on the King's dreaded fear of being unable to effectively interact with his subjects - and thus - the unusual steps he undertakes to overcome a dilemma which threatens to topple the Empire shortly after he is forced into the limelight when war was declared with Germany.

Because the richly-textured project takes a departure from the norm - the material is elevated - and succeeds in conquering new narrative ground.

This especially rings true when "The King's Speech" explores - with great agility (and a lot of levity) - the issue of class distinction.

The touchy relationship between King and subject is turned on its ear at one point - then respectfully righted in a delightful inspiring way - that ends up resonating to the core.

Although the glossy flick is basically a drama - there is a lot of comic relief and side-splitting fun - that breaks the ice now and then during the course of the two-and-a-half-hour production.

For example, when the speech therapist observes that the King doesn't stutter when he swears, George VI erupts into a chorus of guttural curses that not only end up loosening the tongue - but also sending a torrent of words trilling trippingly off the tongue with eloquent ease.

A string of - sh**s, fu**s, - and what-have-you - never sounded so sweet before in my humble opinion.

Understandably, the house falls down in the aisles laughing uproariously.

In this version of the "Simpson" scandal, the Duke of Windsor's lover has been painted in an unlfattering light.

Normally, the uppercrust (and Historical biographers) have referred to Mrs. Simpson as a classy dame - the eptiome of style - who won the Prince's heart by virtue of her dazzling persona.

Here, the producers have depicted the interloper as a scarlet woman out to scoff up Palace spoils.

In some respects, the material reminds me of the hatchet job that was recently performed on Queen Elizabeth a scant couple of years ago in another feature film.

If anything, I expect the writers on both occasion, took a lot of poetic license.

Personally, in respect to the issue of Mrs. Simpson, I find it highly doubtful that the Duke of Windsor would be so easily hood-winked by a classless golddigger!

One fly in the ointment, as they say!

As to the performances, well, they're all stand out characterizations.

In recent years Colin Firth has been hailed for his fine performances in a handful of films (mostly produced overseas) under Iindependent banners.

In "The King's Speech" the talented actor is a tour de force to reckon with.

Indeed - his fleshed-out characterization of George VI - is literally spellbinding.

The Envelope, please!

Likewise, Geoffrey Rush once again establishes that he, too, possesses a remarkable gift for acting that appears to be bottomless.

The two in concert together make wonderful music!

A must-see 5 star feature!

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Thursday, October 21, 2010

The Envelope...screening series! James Franco, Winona Ryder & Natalie Portman to appear!






Once again, the much-anticipated film screening series - The Envelope - is slated to kick-off at the Landmark Theatre in West Los Angeles (CA).

The high-profile red-carpet-style event - sponsored by the Los Angeles Times - is scheduled to run November thru December.

At press time it was announced that - James Franco (127 Hours), Winona Ryder (Black Swan) & Natalie Portman (Black Swan) - have committed to appear at the popular Q & A sessions to follow the screenings (which I expect will play to packed houses).

Director Darren Aronofsky (Black Swan) and screenwriter Simon Beaufoy are expected to put in appearances as well much to the delight of theatre-going fans.

Last year, I attended the thought-provoking film presentation, and was fortunate to sneak peak a handful of top-notch flicks (Fantastic Mr. Fox, Hurt Locker, Crazy Heart, District 9, and Young Victoria)  before their wide release later in the year.

Entertaining interviews with Jeff Bridges, T-Bone Burnett, Kathryn Bigelowr, and Jeremy Renner were thoroughly enriching moments which I captured in posts in the days that followed.

Post: 12/04/09  (Young Victoria)

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/12/young-victoria-duchess-of-york-julian.html

Post:  12/02/09 (Crazy Heart)

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/12/jeff-bridgesrobert-duvall-maggie.html

Post:  11/19/09 (Hurt Locker)

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurt-lockerintense-flawed-film-director.html

Post:  11/09/09 (District 9)

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurt-lockerintense-flawed-film-director.html

The feature film line-up this year is just as dynamic and exciting as last year's phenomenal success.

The Envelope
Feature Film Screenings
Q & A

Toy Story  3 (Pixar)
November 3
7:30 pm
Q & A
Director Lee Unkrich
Producer Darla K. Anderson
Writer Michael Arndt
Actor Jeff Garlin

Moderator John Horn
Los Angeles Times
127 Hours (Fox Searchlight)
November 4
7:30pm
Q & A
Actor James Franco
Screenwriter Simon Beaufoy.

Moderator John Horn
Los Angeles Times

Another Year (Sony Pictures Classic)
November 15
7:30 pm
Q & A
Actors Lesley Manville & Jim Broadbent

Moderator Mark Olsen
Los Angeles Times

Black Swan (Fox Searchlight)
November 16
 7:30 pm
Q & A
Director Darren Aronofsky
Producer Scott Franklin
Natalie Portman, Mila Kunis, Vincent Cassel, Barbara Hershey &  Winona Ryder.

Moderated by Steve Zeitchik
Los Angeles Times

Ticket Info:

http://www.latimes.com/extras/events/envelopescreeningseries/

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Thursday, March 11, 2010

The Oscars...Farrah Fawcett Memorial snub! Shame...








When the Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences omitted the name of Farrah Fawcett from the touching Memorial at the 82nd Annual Oscar Ceremonies on Sunday March 7th, I assumed that an oversight was the cause of the grievous error.

However, when Ryan O'Neil - and a handful of friends, family and fellow actors - expressed their dismay on the Academy's failure to include Farrah, I sat up and took notice.

In the wake of the uproar that followed, I was quite shocked to learn that Fawcett's name (and image) were not left out of the memorial by accident, but due to the deliberate (thoughtless) actions of the powers-that-be at the Academy of Motion Pictures Arts & Sciences.

When cornered on the controversy, a spokesperson for the prestigious organization argued that Ms. Fawcett was more commonly-known as a TV actress - and that for good reason - she was a likely candidate for inclusion at the Annual Emmy Awards instead.

Huh?

What  nonesense!

To validate their ludicrous dumba** position, officials noted that Gene Barry didn't make it into Academy Heaven either (on the same grounds).

When a reporter astutely noted that Michael Jackson was included in the tasteful memorial, an official quickly defended the Academy's position,  with an even flimsier excuse.

"Michael was in a recent film that was successful," he asserted for the record.

While I don't begrudge Jackson his well-deserved nod, the aforementioned excuse for inclusion (in view of the Fawcett fiasco) is hollow; after all, the Jackson project was pieced together after his death and was a documentary (not a feature film he was hired to act and/or perform in).

Because Ms. Fawcett was one of the most successful actresses in the business in recent years (and a highly respected performer in Hollywood circles who performed in three major areas of the entertainment field such as TV, feature film and the stage ) the Academy should be ashamed for its shocking disrespectful actions.

In my humble opinion, Ms. Fawcett's stature in the "acting profession" entitles her to mention - in any and all memorials - no matter what the specific medium.

Get a grip on reality, and show a little compassion next time, you shameless Academy losers!



Candidate for inclusion in Grammy Memorial?

Jay Leno Show...Kristen Stewart cough & blogger moi stirring up controversy!





Big-chinned Jay has MoJo back!





Life is uncanny sometimes.

For instance, this evening - after savoring a bit of the night life in Vegas - I strode into my hotel room and flicked on the TV.

As I started to channel surf, I landed on the Jay Leno show, just as he was introducing his first guest Kristen Stewart (Twilight).

Shortly after she alighted in her comfy chair next to he of big chin - and the basic formalities of her intro were were tucked away - Jay made a point of noting that the pretty actress (in a chic black cocktail dress) was a presenter on the Oscars.

"How was that," he asked a little pointedly.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence for a beat as Kristen grappled with the question,

Sensing her loss for words, Jay proceeded to urge here along, by trying to put a few words in her mouth.

"Well, was it okay, or nerve-wracking, or something like that," he queried in so many well-chosen words.

Becausce Taylor Lautner  (co-presenter) exclaimed at a chic Hollywood after-party later that the moment was nerve-wracking, it was apparent to me that Jay had done some research and was orchestratingt an ambush for the sheer delight of it or to generate some controversy.

Gosh, right-off-the-bat, I fathomed where he was going with it.

"Didn't you have a cough, or something?

Kristen, obviously on the spot - and surprised by the line of questioning - struggled with her response.

At this point, the Twilight star noted that during the intro to the Horror genre clips, she got choked up for some inexplicable  reason.

"I coughed to clear my voice. I thought it would be the best way to  clear my throat in front of everyone," she tried to explain.

It was a more polite way to resolve the problem on stage, she added awkwardly.

But, Jay was after more juicy tidbits, because-  rather than drop the issue-  he pursued all the details with a sly grin on his face.

"I suppose that bloggers were right on that, posting about the cough."

Where was the affable host - inclined to play musical time slots now and then - going with this?

Was he leading her on to some logical (tawdry) conclusion?

At first, the poised babe wasn't going to go there.

Instead of piping up "yeah" or  "nay", she was silent for a moment or two (speechless or just taken by surprise?)

For an awkward moment or two, Jay and Kristen sat staring at each other across the desk, eyes locked.

At this juncture, she reluctantly admitted the truth.

"Well, yes."

I laughed out loud!

And, for good reason.

After all, in my report on the Oscars, I personally wrote about the little (cough) upset that unfolded on stage unexpectedly.

Post:  03/08/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscarshurt-locker-scores-big-amid.html

Kristen proceeded to elaborate on the issue.

People may not havenot  thought so, but I was quite happy to be there, she stressed to Jay.

But, on the other hand, Kristen also admitted it was a bit overwhelming to stroll out in front of millions who were gazing on intently fromthe sidelines around the globe.

To be right there at the "foundation" of an institution "I want to be a part of" - as she put it - was a bit overwhelming.

When Jay and Kristen chatted about the consequence of fame - and the reality of having the media jump on every little misstep like flies on sh** - it dawned on me tonight that the phenomenon also applies to bloggers like me.

For example, on manyan  occasion, I have made an off-handed remark in a post with the express purpose of adding a bit of color  for enterainment's sake.

Without warning - the quip (or observation) - is suddenly a headline in a newspaper the next day - or the topic of discussion on a tabloid gossip show triggering a heated debate.

The glare of the spotlight, I have discovered, is also fixed intently on my own high-profile maneuvers on the Internet.

The whole Kristen incident ends up being downright eerie, in my estimation, when you consider the facts.

One day I mentioned the Kristen incident in a post - then, a few days later - I happen to flip the channel and catch Jay discussing the awkward moment with Kristen on his late-night talk show (out-of-the-blue?)

In the final analysis, it appears that the curious synchronistic events (and the domino effect in the aftermath) were destined to be.

Why?

Ah, that's one of life's mysteries!




Oscar war zone!

 

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The Oscars...Black face scramble! TMZ & George Lopez poke fun...








Perhaps, you noticed it too, when you were chomping down on a tasty snack at home as you caught the 82nd Annual Oscar Cermonies on the old boob tube.

Whenever an African-American actor nabbed a coveted gold statue on Sunday night, cameramen on duty at the live broadcast, would swing into frenzied action in search of a "Black face" for a reaction shot at the Kodak Theatre.

The motley TMZ crew (with a nod of approval from host Harvey Levin) - and even TV hot-shot George Lopez - had a field day with that one last night on their respective shows in the wake of the fiasco.

"They even zoomed in on Samuel L. Jackson when the winner for best supporting actress was called out.  And, he wasn't even in 'Precious'," they chortled.

In fact, one gossip-monger joked that they must have been running out of African-American faces to feature.

"Gosh, they kept broadcasting close-ups of Jackson, so desperate were they."

"Oh, he looked so amused.

"Not another shot of me", he seemed to be lamenting with a slight sneer on his face," another quipped as he let out a load guffaw.


So, if you were a black performer in the A-list circle up front, 'ya got a lot of kissy-face-time with American viewers and foreigners around the tuned-in planet.

Talk about photo ops!

I have a suggestion for the Academy of Motion Pictures!

Next year - to ensure the camera-men don't come up empty-handed (and God forbid, are forced to take a shot of a Latino or a White person) - maybe they should have some stock footage ready of Sidney Poitier with a caption below noting that he was the first African-American male to win an Oscar.

Or, be at-the-ready to broadcast a dusty old photograph of Hattie McDaniel, with a poignant voice-over tribute (thanking her  for paving the way for black folks come Oscar-time).

A bit of history to the mix might add a bit of perspective (and class)  to the ceremonies, don't 'ya think?

 'Til next year!





Monday, March 8, 2010

The Oscars...red carpet scuttlebutt! Lopez, Keanu Reeves, Zak Efron & Miley Cyrus fashionistas with style...






George Clooney dashed behind the bleachers, glad-handing fans and signing autographs, Carrie Mulligan wafted up with a cute "do' she called a mistake in a gown that was dappled with scissors and forks, and Samuel L. Jackson sported an artsy-fartsy beret director-style.

Ah, the glamour and glitz of the Oscar red carpet!

So much to kibbitz about.

Kathryn Bigelow (The Hurt Locker) stode up dateless (unless the woman at her side was a lesbo pal) underscoring the price of fame.

Talented Bigelow acted oblivious to the raging "Hurt Locker" controversy on the red carpet all around her and kept repeating ad nauseam to everyone within earshot:

"Our support goes out to the servicemen. Get home safe," she rambled like a broken record throughout the starry-night.

Little did she know in that casual moment that she would end up turning a page in Academy Award history to become the first woman to win the coveted Oscar in the prestigious best director category.

A reporter at ABC - George Pennacchio - was quite effervescent on the red carpet and tried his darndest to get beyond the tinsel by asking pointed relevant questions beyond the scope of the normal superficial fluff.

It was hard-going, though.

When he Asked Clooney how he felt about the excited hub-bub that when down after "Up in the Air" screened, the charismatic actor (in a very "off" moment last night) shrugged.


"Good that they chatted about the film, instead of just saying to each other "shall we go for Chinese?"

George's date was a plain Jane, hooker-type, hired as an escort for the night?

The fact she didn't speak English was a plus for the hot shot-star; after all, she wouldn't spoil the festive occasion by opening up her yap and possibly embarrassing Rosemary Clooney's nephew.

Hope she was more exciting in bed, George.

Gabourey Sidibe gushed that she felt like she was at the prom.

Her midnight blue dress, with bold sparkly patterns, was all wrong though.

If the supporting-actress nominee showed up at a graduation celebration in that fashion disaster, the nasty schoolboys might have dumped a bucket of blood all over her, Carrie-style!

Dear, avoid patterns, 'cause they only draw attention (and give the illusion of bulk) to your figure (what there is of it).

Sarah Jessica Parker & Mathew Broderick were a cute couple to gaze upon (the same height 'n all); in fact, the lovebirds would have made pretty book-ends in the right setting.

Broderick's cut - with strands of gray more noticeable now than ever - suited him.

Sarah's designer dress was quite distinctive,and buoyed up with a lush swatch of color at the bodice, which was stylish.

A strap at the extreme neckline should have been tossed to the wind instead of left to strangle her in front of the madding crowd otherwise tripping-the-light fantastic.

Jessica - the sly Diva - was mum on details in respect to the upcoming sequel to Sex in the City.

"I am sworn to secrecy, but, I can say it will be quite big.

Oh, I guess that the aging Lothario her character has pinned her hopes on, finally comes through with a boner to beat the band.

Or, may just pop the question.

Inquiring minds want to know, Jess!

When Matt Damon's wife was cornered by the aforementioned TV host, the cutesy little bird brain admitted she was swept up in the swirl of excitement.

When the polite reporter asked here in so many words if Matt deserved the award, she retorted in a snotty tone of voice:

"Of course, that's why he was nominated."

Then, she trotted off leaving George in an obvious lurch.

Struggling to regain his composure, the newsie quipped to camera dead-pan.

"I guess she was just shy."

Meryl Streep breezed along the red carpet in an elegant white gown with so many - dips, folds, and drapes - that it was apparent she was being held hostage by the mediocre designer's ill-conceived creation.

Meryl's hair was delightful, though, and suited her "look" (though a bit matronly for her age).

One fashion stylist that was on hand to deliver up critiques on the outfits - that drifted by amid a swirl of satin, chiffon, silk, you name it - echoed my own sentiments.

Stars that pose with hands on hips (and prone to arch their backs in an exaggerated fashion) end up looking positively silly in front of the paparazzi.

Instead of the stilted forced body maneuvers they tend to twist into, the gussied up sexpots would be better off just casually standing or effecting a quick full turn (so the photogs could get a good gander at the ensemble in a natural down-to-earth way).

The cutie-pie stances are for fifteen-year-old beauty Queens (Sarah Palin?) who don't know any better!

Jeff Bridges was all man in a Gucci outfit that added a dash of class to his image.

And, what was with the curious fuzz, gracing Keanu Reeves normally-handsome face?

Maybe he was getting ready to take a stab at a new role, or trying to butch up his act, I don't know.

Jennifer Lopez was pretty in pink in a stunning gown which wasn't over-the-top for once.

A bustle-style flourish at the rear end, disguised her normally-robust butt, to her advantage.

Whew!

Queen Latifa, on the other hand, was wrapped in so much fabric, that I couldn't tell where the folds of the gown ended and the rolls of fat began.

Too tight, too, baby!

Miley Cyrus - one of the youngest stars to appear on the red carpet - was pretty, understated and elegant.

But, the klunky earrings were a bit much for her slender neck.

Zak Efron was a dashing fellow in his dark suit, with wind-blown hair, that gave a poetic air to his image.

Cameron Diaz was tastefully gussied up, but the exposed hoop ring at one ear lobe, looked lonely amidst the glitz and glamour of the dazzling night.

Meanwhile, as the festive night got underway, collossal traffic jams caused headaches in the surrounding neighborhood.

City officials noted that streets may be blocked off until Tuesday morning.

As the red carpet started traffic started to wane, Quentin Tarantino sauntered in with open-collared dress shirt - and tie undone - underscoring that it was perhaps a harried task to land on the carpet before showtime.

Indeed, at one point, his voice literally cracked when he spouted off (which was often).

Oh, the trials and tribulations of being an Oscar nominee.

Meanwhile, the fenced off area beyond the high-security red carpet causeway, was awash with frenzied fans screaming their approval every time a superstar exited a limo purring at the packed curb.

If view of the circus atmosphere, no wonder seasoned pros like Shirley McClain, elected to watch the action-packed high-profile event from a wide screen at the chi chi Vanity Fair party with a handful of her best show-biz buddies.

Others trotted over to the Elton John annual charity fundraiser.

His toothy grin was a welcome break from all the stretched limos (and faces) that I was forced to take a gander at in order to prepare this red carpet report.

'Til next year!



The Oscars..."Hurt Locker" scores big amid controversy! Jeff Bridges & Sandra Bullock nab best thespian honors! Oddball Clooney intrigues...





Wins Best Picture & Best Director!



Amid a swarm of controversy, Hurt Locker - Kathryn Bigelow's feature on an elite bomb squad - scored big at the Oscars this evening with 6 Academy Awards.

The win for Best Director, in particular, was greeted with mixed emotions though.

To the keen eye - behind-the-scenes politics - obviously forced the Academy's hand which was a disappointing turn of affairs for worthy competitors standing in the wings at the Kodak Theatre.

Are we expected to believe that Barbara Streisand was chosen to present an Oscar for the best director - a coveted prize which eluded her in the past (in part due to a nasty personality problem which rankled many in Hollywood over the years) - by coincidence?

Of course, when the aging superstar (who turned out in a shoddy outfit befitting a day rummaging through cast-offs in second-hand clothing shops in a bad-part of town) opened the envelope and quipped - "the time has come" -  it was obvious to everyone biting their tongues on the edge of their seats that the female nominee had won.

When the band struck up a few chords of  "I am Woman" it was a sinister tip-off that something wasn't so kosher (ironic once again, Ms. Streisand) at the Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences.

Unfortunate, when you fathom in that other nominees - more talented and deserving - were ripe for the win.

In retrospect, it is difficult to take Hollywood and its tribal rituals, seriously.

But, the night's festivities were an entertaining ride for the most part, rife with high and low moments.

There was a least one poignant foray, too.

A clubby atmosphere hung thick in the air at the tony Kodak Theatre.

Some of the choicest moments spontaneously sprang into frame when camera-men zoomed in on stars who were unaware that they were being broadcast live to millions around the globe.

When a live clip of Matt Dillon was flashed onscreen (best supporting actor nominee) the lens caught him muttering something to his wife which didn't appear to be too flattering.

Oh, to have been a fly on his shoulder.

Jason Reitman - a cool director (nominated for "Up in the Air) - appeared to be disgusted with at least one "Hurt Locker" win.

For those who are unfamiliar with Reitman, check out a couple of my posts which covered recent screenings he hosted at a popular Revival House in Hollywood with Jennifer Grey, Luke Wilson, Daniel Stern &  Chris Klein in tow

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Quentin Tarantino was also captured on film tensing up and holding back an emtotion or two when the "Hurt Locker" nominee was singled out and named winner in a category "Inglourious Basterds" was also in the running for.

A Sandra Bullock trophy-trot caused some actresses in the packed house to sniff in disgust.

"The other actress should have won," seemed to be the collective unspoken lament.

Ed Asner looked for all-the-world like he was wheeled in and propped up in his comfy chair.

Holding court?

The high-profile event conjured up some awkward moments on stage which were a hoot to witness.

Taylor Lautner and Kristen Stewart were a bit slow on the up-take when they sauntered on stage to deliver up one segment (mere babes in the woods).

Kristen, who was nursing a nasty cough, may have been under the weather which would account for her groggy demeanor.

In spite of the unexpected down-shifting of gears for a moment or two, the twilight stud managed to guide the segment along to is logical conclusion, though a bit wobbly from the get-go.

Two accepters battled for a mic in one shocking - but hilarious moment - during a short film acceptance speech for "Prudence".

A brassy redhead (must have been a New Yorker) pushed her way into the limelight when her collaborator was taking too long to gush about their project in the welcome glare of the spotlight.

In the nick of time, strains of music from the orchestra, warned the troublesome twosome that it was high time to move on.

In contrast, Miley Cyrus and her pretty partner in an Oscar crime (OMG, they flubbed their lines) saved the potentially devastating  moment by laughing the misstep off with aplomb.

When nominees for "The Cove" won for best documentary, the cameras cut-away quickly when one individual raised a sign sky-high for all to see which featured a political message about the evils of dolphin slaughter.

As to the reactions of the actual award-winners, well, they were all over the impromptu map.

When Christof  Waltz nabbed the coveted Oscar for supporting actor, he enthusiasically dashed up to the stage, and earnestly thanked Tarantino.

He attributed Tarantino's unorthodox method of directing for his own success first-time out in the Oscar race (later in the evening, another actor noted that the "Kill Bill" director was God on the set and that no heretics were allowed).

The diminuitive actor categorized the experience as a great journey with the Weinsteins &  Universal, too.

Jeff Bridges, predicted to prevail over the competition for his stunning performance in "Crazy Heart", was almost delirious with joy.

The 5th nomination stuck, and got a high-five, in response.

A standing ovation underscored the overwhelming love and respect flowing Bridges' way.

Jeff thrust up the Oscar and yelled out his appreciation.

"Whoo!"

For starters, the seasoned actor thanked the academy.

The tribute to his mom and dad (respected actor Lloyd Bridges)  - "for turning me on to such a groovy profession" -  was the most heartfelt.

The nod to wife Sue (the happy couple have been married thirty-three years) was a classy touch.

Ever since I attended the screening of  "Crazy Heart" during the Los Angeles Times Envelope screenings a few scant weeks ago, I've been behind Jeff Bridges and the feature film one-hundred-percent.

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Hurt Locker director - Mark Boal - was quite low-key when he nabbed the prize for screenplay.

"Thank you. You honor and humble me."

I was a reporter on the front lines of an unpopular war and appreciate the recognition, he added in so many words.

True to his word, co-host Alec Baldwin kept the repartee with Steve Martin, on the dignified side.

In an interview recently, he asserted that it was preferable to take the high road, since the Oscar ceremony was an emotionally-charged moment for the nominees who might become frustrated with bad jokes that derailed the keyed-up proceedings.

Martin occasionally strayed over the line into slightly blue material.

When introducing a segment that focused on wardrobe, the funnyman referred to the masters of costuming as clothes whores.

"Horses," Baldwin corrected.

"Okay. But, I don't think the plural of whore is whoreses," Martin quipped dead-pan.

Clips of Martin & Baldwin sharing a bed (due to Academy budget restraints?) underscored that perhaps the rumors about Alec's bisexuality may be true.

In an off moment, Cameron Diaz (dazzling in a designer gown and upswept do), flubbed her lines miserably.

A pregnant pause fell with a thud on all ears.

In a tense embarrassing moment, Diaz blamed the snafu on the teleprompter.

"It wasn't fixed. Originally, I was supposed to present with Jude Law."

Fortunately, her onstage date was quick on his feet and effectively moved the blemished segment along.

The sets were elegant, elaborate, and prone to trip up the guests.

Women in gowns with flowing trains, and sexy eye-catching heels, appeared to teeter precariously as they descended from above to alight at the podium for their turn at the mic.

In a poignant moment, Demi Moore solemnly appeared on behalf of the Academy to pay last respects to industry talents who passed to spirit this year.

While James Taylor played a guitar solo on stage, the luminous faces of the dearly departed (Brittany Murphy, Dom DeLuise, Kathryn Grayson, Michael Jackson, Horton Foote, Natasha Richardson, Jennifer Jones, for example) flickered across the silver screen.

In a heartflet tribute to John Hughes, actors sang praises.

"His influence has endured."

"John gaves us the gift of laughter," another added with a touch of emotion in their voice.

McCaulley Culkin pointed out Hughes' keen ability to treat people with dignity and respect.

"He didn't look down at me as a mere kid."

Ben Stiller's schtick in one segment was a hit with the audience.

The comic strode onstage in blue face, a tribal outfit, and spoke in forked tongue.

Obviously, the side-splitting bit was a dig at  Avatar.

"It seemed like a better idea in rehearsal," he chortled half way into the sketch.

"It was a choice of  this costume or the Nazi outfit. The show tonight seemed a bit too Nazi-oriented, so we went this way."

Ironically, the award spot was written for make-up, a category that Avatar was not nominated for!

"I would have gone with the Spock ears, but that was a bit too nerdy."

A tribute to horror films - featuring classic clips (hair-raising shots of slashings, terrified faces, and things that go bump in the night) lifted from Psycho, Halloween, the Exorcist, Friday 13th, the Birds, and Carrie caused the captive audience to react in delight.

Tarentino nodded his approval from the sidelines.

A tribute to short films was a welcome addition to the big night.

One nominated director lauded the genre.

"It's like a jewel box of storytelling."

There was some useful adivce for young up-and-coming filmmakers.

"Sometimes it's what gets your foot in the door,"  one director stressed with all sincerity.

"It's an unbelievable calling card. This is where truly innovative filmmaking springs forth."

Not an easy row to hoe, though.

The winner of  a short film award (Logorama) noted that his film took 3000 sponsors and six years to complete.

"I'll be back in thirty-six years with my first feature film," he joked to a rapt audience.

Some guests stood out, for all the wrong reasons, unfortunately.

It was difficult to tell if noticeable lumps surfacing under Queen Latifa's gown were folds of fabric or rolls of fat.


George Clooney, who glad-handed fans outside the bleacher area before the curtain went up,  mystified many with odd-ball behavior that caused tongues to wag.

In fact, this morning, baffled newsies kept wondering aloud.


"What was with George Clooney. And, those weird looks everywhere!"

News at 11!

Tina Fey and Robert downey Jr. were an odd pairing (to put it mildy).

Because of his obvious star status, the Sherlock Holmes actor was permitted to stride on stage in dark glasses a-la-Jack Nicolson.

Rude behaviour, if you ask me

Hiding hang-over peepers, perhaps?

Druggies tend to shy away from bright lights that are inclined to  hurt the eyes, so that may be the reason why he went on with the ubiquitous shades on his snoz.

Who knows!

In contrast, Lauren Bacall bowled over the jaded Hollywood power-elite with quips she uttered up after receving a special honor from the Academy.

"I'm thrilled. This is the first time I'll have a  two-legged man in my bedroom for years."

One winner flirted with the notion that this was the moment to strike out and speak her mind.

Mo'Nigue (supporting actress winner) - with a tinge of bitterness in her voice - applauded the academy for not bowing to politics and going with the performance instead.

"Sometimes you have to forgo on what is popular and do what is right," she concluded in a dramatic, Oscar-style speech, with an edge of vindication to it.

The costume designer who won for "Young Victoria" (already a two-time winner) dedicated her Oscar to those working outside the studio system in contemporary and low budget films.

"They don't really have a shot at the Academy Award very often," she explained sadly.

A highlight of the Oscars turned out to be a dance number set to the music of the creative  artists who wrote the soundtracks for the nominated films.

In addition, the Best Soundtrack winner for "UP"  recalled that his interest in film started up when he accidentally stumbled upon his father's old 8 mm camera in a drawer.

"My parents were very supportive of my creative interests. Never once did they say it was a waste of time."

On that note, the talented man urged young filmmakers watching to pursue their artistic vision and not be deterred by naysayers out to rain on the parade.

Colin Farrel was in a humorous mood.

In a tribute to Jeremy Renner, the offbeat actor noted that he shared a bedroom with the Oscar nominee on a shoot in Mexico for SWAT.

"We  shared a bed," he chuckled, "But, before rumors get out, we was just foolin' around."

Curiously, when Ben Affleck interviewed Renner on an Oprah Winfrey special the night before, the actor noted without reservation that both women and men were showing interest in him since the Oscar nod a few weeks ago.

Affleck did a double-take (for possibly two reasons).

In essence, Renner was either acknowledging that he wasn't upset by the reality of a male following (fans attracted to his manly screen appeal) or was perhaps signalling that his own sexuality may be leaning that way.

Ah, the pink tie with his dark suit tonight, should have been the tip-off.

Sandra Bullock appeared to be genuinely surprised that she landed the Academy Award.

Or, was that just good acting?

"Did I really earn this or wear you all down," she wondered aloud.

"Thanks for the incredible ride with rooms full of artists who inspired  me and who blaze trails for all of us,' she managed to squeak  in spite of being overcome by more than a dollop of emotion.

In a parting after-thought, she thanked Merlyl Streep.

"My lover," she giggled to a roar of applause.

Ironically, Nicolas Chartier was hailed for having the guts to get " Hurt Locker" to the screen.

As noted earlier in the week, a disturbing misstep ended up getting him turfed out of the proceedings.

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"Now, let's hope we get a distributor," Mark Boal quipped in one ecstatic moment on stage with the Hurt Locker gang.

A sour note at the close of the show?

In a nutshell, Hurt Locker was a movie not well-received by filmgoers at large.

In retrospect, the dark horse appeared to snap up the Oscar at the behest of an elitist group in Hollywood, who have strong political views about the Iraq War.

Did they overstep their reach?

It puts the witch-hunts in the fifties into perspective, don't 'ya think?



Stunned by win?

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Oscars...Sean Penn, Kate Winslet, Taylor Lautner, Zak Efron & Quentin Tarantino nabbed to present!


Oscar celebrations belong to young stars this year!



In a titillating move to rustle up a lot of frenzied exictement for the Oscar ceremonies next week, producers have begun to tease film buffs with news-breaking alerts about a bevy of high-profile stars to present the coveted prizes on March 7th!

The focus appears to be on youth, glamour, and popularity!

 For starters, it was announced that muscle-bound  stud - Taylor Lautner - has been slated to appear with Vampire actress - Kristen Stewart-  on his arm.

Yup!

Kristen was invited to the big top, a dazzling dream that eluded her last year.

Kate Winslet, a perennial favorite among Titanic fans, is expected to stroll down the red carpet just prior to her presenter duties early on in the proceedings, too.

Fans of heart-throb - Zak Efron - will be thrilled to hear that the handsome triple-threat talent will be appearing at the Kodak Theatre once again.

Unfortunately, no word from the Academy as to whether the popular stage performer will warble a tune or entertain with a snazzy two-step or three.

Quentin Tarantino (nominated for best director for Inglorious Basterds) will present the award for the Best Foreign Language Film.


Miley Cyrus will undoubtedly dream up an eye-catching gown - if only to cause a few tongues to wag and gossip-mongers like Perez Hilton to scream bloody murder!

I can't wait for the much-anticipated unveiling, can you?



Sean Penn, now a seasoned pro and respected actor in the biz, will also be on hand to present an award, too, shortly after the prestigious annual event strikes up the band and gets underway for the 82nd  year.

See 'ya there!