...And The Oscar Goes To (II)

Oscar Host Hugh Jackman.

No joke. I actually liked the guy. More impressed than I thought I ever would be. Enjoyed and smiled during the opening number. All seemed to have fun. Ben Stiller came out as Joaquin Phoenix with gum on the podium---PRICELESS. The Oscars tried to be hip. It didn't seem as stogy as past years. Was it perfect? Naw. With five past winners announced the five nominees, I feared it would be five EVERYTHING, and show wouldn't end until 2 am. Lasted three and a half hours. Not bad. Queen Latifa needs to fire the person who dresses her. This is the second time I saw her in an unbecoming dress--the first being the Kennedy Honors. Yet, her voice was in fine form. I still do wish Mickey Rourke would have won. Oh well.

A chum sent an e-mail, how she had one of the happiest days of her life this weekend. Her grand kids and family produced such joy. It's one of those moments, I realize I never planned to be this age and not have a kid or two in tow. Like where did time just zip by and now I look at my invitation to join AARP? All in all, I'm glad my chum is happy. We all make choices--good and bad--that's how we get to this moment. Choices dictate our destiny.

Too bad, Eddie Murphy didn't think destiny when he chose to release "Norbit" during the Oscar voting process when he was nominated Best Supporting Actor for "Dreamgirls."

I digress.

Personally, I plan to still have me a lot more destiny.

Get my envelope ready.

American Idol & Oscar

Viola Davis and Taraji P. Henson are both nominated for Oscar

in Best Actress in a Supporting Role. Both have appeared recently on The Tonight Show. Jay Leno seemed eager to meet them both. I was also eager to see them both. Hmm. After both interviews, I wondered if Jay wondered why he was so eager in the first place. I know I was. Before get all hatin' on me--sure, they both could have been nervous. Afterall, it was The Tonight Show, how could you NOT be nerovus?

However....for me, Ms. Henson ran the conversation and not let Jay talk much. While Ms. Davis told us how she didn't like to see the 'boogers' come out of her nose on screen and didn't much answer how it was to work with Meryl Streep. My thing is, you're being introduced to millions of folks, who may have see your work or they have and want to see how you conduct yourself. And if they don't like what they see, they're not going to buy a ticket. The audience didn't sit in stun silence, yet I believe didn't laugh as thought they might on the 'booger' comment. I'm curious who coached the women for their The Tonight Show interviews? Anybody? Wasn't impressed with either one. Sad, really, because I like what I've seen of their acting chops.

If either Ms. Henson or Ms. Davis win, I pray their acceptance speech redeems. A little humility perhaps.

American Idol. We know the Final 36. Got my favorites. The Welder and the Oil Rig Guy are right now my # 1 Billboard Chart Faves, then a couple other guys I like too--so we'll see. As for my not-so Must See--Nick/Norman and Tatiana. When Nick actually sang for about a minute, he wasn't bad. Tatiana....oh my. American Idol gets real next week--so more will follow then.

Get your popcorn ready.

History Past

A relationship and Richard Nixon. What do they have in common? Both have passed. One I want to know about. The other...not to so much.

First Richard Nixon. I was in high school when he resigned. On that August day, I watched President Nixon announce his resignation and to leave office the following afternoon. I knew it was history, yet I had too many other things to do. When Richard Nixon and David Frost conducted their infamous interviews in 1977, I didn't watch. Once again, just too much else too do. Well, today, I saw Frost/Nixon, Opie Taylor--er--Ron's Howard's newest Oscar worthy work. When I watch those old Andy Griffith, especially, that first season, I marvel what Little Ronny grew up to be. Anyway, Frost/Nixon had me asking myself, "Is this what happened?" All I remember of David Frost was dating Diahann Carroll and I wondered what she saw in him. Not so handsome in my eye. This movie piqued my interest in a piece of history long past. I'd like to see these interviews myself--just to see. Just to know.
And Frank Langella--heck, I can see what Whoopi Goldberg saw in him! :)

The second thing; A relationship. Ahh. Not much to say there. I mentioned the guy in a previous entry. He's since said I crossed the line and disrespected him. How? By talking about him to his pastor for a few minutes. The conversation totalled five minutes--if that--during two separate occasions. I looked for some guidance from someone that knew the guy and somebody we both respected. To a degree, I do see the guy's point--being angry. Especially if he felt I went behind his back. If anything I am sorry he's upset, yet I still have no regrets I spoke to his pastor. I'd tired of words being said and no actions being done-that's if there was conversation at all. Oh well. I look at the fact, I didn't blow my gasket to this guy, or cry in the comfort of my room or even anything really. His choice. Gee, to quote a movie, maybe he's just not into me. Big deal There are so many other things I need to do.

History Past.