I always watch Steve very closely. His wit and timing are always immaculate. He has continually re-invented himself since the 70′s and is, in my opinion the best of our generation.
I always watch Steve very closely. His wit and timing are always immaculate. He has continually re-invented himself since the 70′s and is, in my opinion the best of our generation.
“The Passion of The Frodo” sweeps, and more beautiful stars bravely impersonate the genuinely homely to great success. But all the crooked teeth in New Zealand can’t save a dull, dull Oscar night.
Squarer than robot shit. All the joy and irreverence of a hotel management seminar. Strictly by the book, and the book was the New Zealand census, apparently, and less interesting. The fearful cadavers of the Academy laid down the law with their spotted old talons, and brought down an unbearable evening of easy-to-chew television for the elderly and prim that looked and sounded like a slowed-down version of the Lawrence Welk show without all the stimulating colors. Not even the clothes were interesting, apart from Uma Thurman, who wore a Fabergé baked potato.
Janet Jackson ruined tits for everyone, so the vast majority of dresses were strictly Mormon prom. Even Elvis Costello wore a plain black jacket, for The Christ’s sake. Nobody even had interesting new plastic surgery, apart from Joan Rivers, whose face looks like it was gnawed out of marzipan by the savages of Easter Island, and Angelina’s Billy Bob-shaped laser scar.
Actually, I think the horrendous cash success of the Passion of the Mel was responsible for all possible fun being extracted from this year’s ceremony — cranky old Oscar figured out that most of America hates sex, dancing, gay people, ethnic people, ribald or drug-related humor, and opinionated or irreverent takes on current political events, so the golden man decided to show us just how well-behaved and self-censoring he be; Hollywood fidgeted like kids in Sunday school, and us unwashed heathen out here in TV land had to resort to binge drinking.
LOS ANGELES—Already home to Extreme Makeover, Trista & Ryan’s Wedding, and According To Jim, the ABC television network is now looking to develop some really, really, really dumb shows, network sources announced Monday. “With all the competition in television, we have to make the ABC brand stand out,” said Susan Lyne, president of ABC Entertainment. “That’s why we want a slate of projects that will out-dumb the dumb shows like Whoopi, The Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show, and The Next Joe Millionaire.” ABC’s pilot orders for Fall 2004 include The Naked Ladies, Extreme Explosions, and America’s Shiniest Objects.