Articles tagged with: Oscars
The Dark Knight's score is so catchy - we haven't been able to stop whistling that abstract discordant screech for months. So when we heard that the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences had banned the score to The Dark Knight from Oscar eligibility on a technicality, we were furious - it was easily the biggest Oscars outrage since Geri Halliwell's turn in The Fat Slags didn't win Best Supporting Actress in 2004. But the good news is that the Academy has reversed its decision - now The Dark Knight's score can lose to the Alvin & The Chipmunks OST like nature intended.
The Dark Knight is a sensation - the second-biggest movie of all time and easily the best film about a gimp punching a clown ever. So, come Oscar night, you'd expect that The Dark Knight would wipe the floor with the competition - especially since the competition seems to be a million underperforming films about gloomy people from 35 years ago - but you're wrong. It's just been announced that The Dark Knight can't win the Oscar for Best Score because it was composed by too many people. That'll be disappointing for the crew of The Dark Knight, but they'll get over it - not least because the 2009 Oscars will introduce categories for Best Irredeemably Bleak Summer Movie and Silliest And Most Indecipherable Voice Employed By A Lead Actor, which The Dark Knight is already a dead cert for.
Phew, the summer movie season is over - now we can enjoy the more thoughtful awards season movies instead, like, um, The Dark Knight. You see, even though every single living organism on the face of the Earth has already been to see The Dark Knight about 17 times already, producers are scared that the Academy will forget about it come Oscar nomination time, which is why they've pencilled in another theatrical release of The Dark Knight for January. Of course, by January The Dark Knight's bloated special effects are going to look foolish up against the more intelligent, issue-led fare of awards season, which is why Christopher Nolan is currently busy re-editing the movie to make Batman look like the widower of mentally-disabled United Nations worker killed in Darfur by a missile built in Iraq but funded by the American government, who are obviously the real baddies in all of this.
There are strange decisions, there are odd choices and there are some things that just make you go 'whubluh?!' before falling on the floor and vomiting through sheer insanity. Then there are things that initially confuse, but soon reveal themselves to be not that stupid an idea after all - like making a TV show (and latterly a movie) about shallow, image-obsessed bints with too much money and free time on their hands. Some things in the world are just meant to be.
Quickly - who won at the Oscars this year? You can't remember, can you.
It's OK, nor can anyone. Because this year, the Oscars weren't about stupid things like 'films' and 'artistic excellence' - they were about Gary Busey drooling all over Jennifer Garner's neck until she looked like she was about to cry.
And now, about six weeks after everyone forgot that he even did it, Gary Busey has issued a statement apologising to Jennifer Garner for any distress he caused. Apparently he was aiming his spittle for her cleavage or something. He didn't say that, exactly, but it'd just make sense.
Chances are you've woken up after a night out in the past and thought "Oh God, what did I do last night?"
And if that stuff you did included slathering kisses up Jennifer Garner's neck and verbally assaulting Ryan Seacrest on live global TV on the Oscars red carpet, then you probably know how Gary Busey has been feeling this week.
Except, no, you really don't. Because Gary Busey phoned Ryan Seacrest's radio show yesterday to explain his bizarre Oscars antics. And it turns out he's like that all the time.
Since this year's Oscars were made of about 85% retrospective clips, it meant that viewers were forced to watch every last self-congratulatory moment from Oscar history on Sunday.
Except one - thanks to a heartbreaking oversight, Vassilis Fotopoulos' speech after winning the Best Art Direction Oscar for Zorba The Greek in 1964 was cruelly omitted from the proceedings.
Oh, and everything Whoopi Goldberg ever did. Despite winning an Oscar - and being the Oscars host on four separate occasions between 1994 and 2001 - there was no sign of Whoopi Goldberg anywhere in all the endless montages on Sunday. And that made Whoopi Goldberg cry. On TV. Video after the jump.
Okay, okay... so that isn't quite accurate.
The 80th Annual Academy Awards was in fact watched by 32 million Americans. Now, anyone who works in the rating business will tell you that 32 million people are not to be sniffed at. Hell, that's almost as many people as tuned in that time hecklerspray appeared on Blind Date (you know, the episode in which we took that midget to Legoland and snared her growth-deficient heart).
32 million viewers for the Oscars, though? That's nothing. That's pathetic. That's so darn depressing that Old Mr Statue is crying golden tears and getting ready to wrap a noose made of film reel around his neck. All with a soundtrack by John Williams, of course.
