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2011 Academy Award Musings

Hollywood’s big night of patting themselves on the back came to a close as ABC hosted the Oscars for all movie geeks to gather around and watch.  This Oscar night wasn’t too much unlike it’s predecessors, except for the fact that it was one of the shortest, yet most boring Oscars I have ever watched.  None the less, he’s my annual re-cap of fun things you may have missed during the show.

The show starts off with Anne Hathaway and James Franco pretending they have Incepted into Alec Baldwin’s dreams to learn how to host the Oscars.  In an attempt to be clever this skit drags on far too long, seems pointless and is executed painfully.  Surely this wasn’t a sign of the future for this hosting duo was it?  Sadly enough it certainly was.   Oscar’s attempt to get the youngsters excited about Oscars by having youngsters host the Oscars wasn’t a bad idea, however these two young stars were really given nothing to work with.  Mix that in with my belief that James Franco was stoned out of his mind the entire show, and this year’s Oscar was a snoozefest.

The show really gets kicked off with Kirk Douglas announcing the best supporting actress.  First things first, I didn’t know Kirk Douglas was still alive, and part of me still questions if he was.  This tiny little corpse of a man walks out onto stage and presents the Oscar with about the same ability as a zombie muttering for brains.  I was certainly glad that the announcer took over for Douglas when announcing the nominees, I’m not sure I would have understood the names otherwise.  For some reason we let Douglas ramble on with one of those Grandpa Simpson “Stories that go nowhere” for far too long.  It was uncomfortable, but I think we all did learn a valuable lesson;  The most important thing was he had an onion on his belt, which was the style at the time.  They didn’t have the white onions, the only thing they had was the big yellow ones…because of the war.”  -or something.

In other news, Toy Story 3 won best animated feature.  Probably confirms its slim chances of best picture to now be zero.  It was really a run away in this category.  Not much to say except if Toy Story 3 did also win Best Picture it would be the first time that ever happened.  Well, we all know that didn’t happen.  The only thing I really learned was Justin Timberlake is really Banksy.

Hey! Social Network wins for best adapted screenplay.  It’s nice to see one of the Oscar fan favorites win something since it’s going to get snubbed for Kings Speech in most areas.  Tradional Oscar style- reel you in by nominating something hip and cool, and let the old people vote on the snobby period piece.

Original screenplay time here…and it’s The King’s Speech.  No, it’s not Inception.  No- there should not be outrage in the streets.  “Nolan is  the screenwriter/director Oscar deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So he’ll get snubbed. Because he can take it.” Blah, blah blah.  I really like Nolan don’t get me wrong.  The man has made many a great films, but just because Inception doesn’t make a damn bit of sense doesn’t mean it is “original” and awesome.  And besides, how can one win an “ORIGINAL” screenplay when he stole the idea from a Duck Tales Comic Book.  If you don’t believe me, check this out… Donald Duck Did Inception First.

Christian Bale picks up the win for supporting actor in The Fighter.  Somehow during his entire acceptance speech I just kept looking at the lights.  The lighting was phenomenal.  I wonder if the lighting guy was walking around on set during his “scene?”  Do you think when he went off stage he threatened to “kick his %#$%^ing  a##?”  Or better yet, now that he has won, do you think he and Oscar are now “seriously done professionally?”

Good news folks, Inception SOUNDS great.  Now this is an Inception category I can really get behind.  Nolan’s film is leaps and bounds ahead of everyone else who was nominated.  If you want to talk about Inception being robbed, this would have been the category for it to happen.  But alas it didn’t.  Moving forward….

Original Song goes to The Social Network.  I know, I know…Inception was snubbed.  In all actuality I had no problem giving Mr. 9 Inch Nails the Oscar.  He took like 4 notes pounded out on a piano and made them a memorable, moving piece of art.  Inception score was good, but I really loved that the Academy recognized that with music, sometimes less is more.  Good call, Academy.

It’s original song presentation time!  Randy Newman makes it on to stage and starts singing “We Belong Together.”  Anyone who tells me that Randy Newman’s songs are original and different is a buffoon.  They all sound the same (much like Pearl Jam music).  The only reason people think they are original is because no one else just randomly  ”speak/sings” everything they do in life.  Family Guy nailed this on the head years ago in an episode. Left Foot!  Right foot!

Oh my!  Is that George Hamilton?  No wait, that is just Zachary Levi from Chuck after having an argument with a spray tan machine.  If you look closely, you’ll notice that his hands aren’t as tan as his face.  He must have had the same make up artist as Robert Pattinson in Twilight Saga: New Moon.  I think he was singing a song from Tangled.  I was distracted by his orangeness.  He was like, totally Snookie orange!

It was about at this point that I got a message from The Mike announcing that Unstoppable did not win for best Sound editing.  Even though this happened 20 minutes ago, he was apparently very upset by this.  He assured us all that Tony Scott’s day was coming once the world has had enough Ritalin.

Oprah came out, and did not give everyone a new car.  She is also not Banksy, but she did give away the best Documenatry award.  The Documentary goes to Inside Job so Hollywood liberals can applaud how hip and cool they are for recognizing the financial crisis and those horrible money grubbing millionaires in Wall Street; Should be noted these guys are very different from the Hollywood money grubbing millionaires who sign their pay checks! Banksy, director of Exit Through the Gift Shop was not at the academy awards..or at least thats what he wants us to believe.   But then again for all we know Banksy could be Bieber.   I’m on to you Justin Bieber!

Randy Newman wins for Best Original Song.  He talks just like he sings.  Weird.  After reading The Big Show: High Times & Dirty Dealings Backstage at the Academy Awards by Steve Pond, I’ve come to accept this category is one huge corrupt mess of  a category.  Next award please.

The annual Hey! Look who is dead! section forgot to mention the acting prowess of Corey Haim.  Where would we be with out the acting skills of The Two Coreys?  I guess crazy, whacked out, drugged up actors don’t make the in memoriam section.   Sad new folks, this means Oscar will never give a proper goodbye to Tom Siezemore, Lindsay Lohan, and Charlie Sheen.

Oh noes!  Best Director with out Nolan!  Outrage!  Ok, I’m done pretending to be angry to appease the nerds.  Tom Hooper wins for The King’s Speech.  Last year, I mentioned that I thought James Cameron channeled his looks from the Quaker Oats guy.  This year, Tom Hooper looks like James Cameron stepping out of a time machine.  Perhaps the only interesting part about this segment was the fact that Anne Hathaway had to introduce Hillary Swank, who would walk onto stage and introduce Kathryn Bigelow who would then announce the nominees and winners.  Let me help you shave time producers.  From the production truck…”Stepping onto stage is the 2010 winner of Best Director for The Hurt Locker, Kathryn Bigelow.”  10 seconds does was 1 minute of stupidity also takes care of.

Rooster Cogburn, I mean, The Dude, I mean Jeff Bridges gives Natalie Portman an Oscar for Black Swan.  Yup…not shocking, not eventful. Follow that up with Collin Firth for the King’s Speech.  Is anyone shocked by this?

Best Picture goes to: The King’s Speech.  The stuffy old guys club was really never going to let anything else win.  If you thought differently, you haven’t ever watched or read about the Oscars before.  I’m not going to lie, if they would have announced Winter’s Bone, Kids are All Right or Toy Story 3 it would have made my night.   Deserving?  Probably not, but it sure would have been fun to hear the outrage.

They finish off the Oscars with performance by a group of children singing Somewhere Over the Rainbow, and Franco and Hathaway signing off for the night.  Franco seemed even more stoned than ever before, and was just hoping to finish up so he could go polish off a bag of Post-Oscar Doritos.   Hathaway had by then changed into some dress that was accenting her bosoms.  That strange circle pattern was sort of making it almost seem see through or something.  Never mind.  I’m trying to keep this rant family friendly!

So ends this years, Post Oscar musings.  I’ll see you all again for another rant in another year.  In the mean time, read some other awesome stuff on the site!

Valley Girl: Nic Cage is like Tripendicular, you know?

Anyone who has been a fan of BoxOfficeBoredom.com over any portion of the last 10 years of it’s existence knows that The Mike and I have never been shy about proclaiming our love for Nicolas Cage.  Nic Cage has always been that quirky actor that just didn’t seem to have all of his marbles lined up in quite the right order, but we love him anyway.  The last few years have been rough on Cage, and after Season of The Witch, who can really blame people for associating him with terrible cinema.  So in order to prove to you that Nic Cage is awesome, we continue our quest to prove by rehashing the early Cage we all know and love.

With Drive Angry opening in theater today it seemed only fitting to dig up Nic Cage flicks and lament of the days of Nic Cage awesomeness.  Everyone’s favorite “DVD by mail and streaming to your PC” service provided me with my Nic Cage fix as their Instant queue introduced me to 1983’s Valley Girl.  Valley Girl was groundbreaking for Cage because it was the first film that Nicolas Coppola dropped the “Coppola” and became “Cage” in order to make a name for himself and not live off the coat tails of his Uncle, Francis Ford Coppola.  (It’s really too bad Sophia didn’t try the same thing- after all would anyone give her the time of day if she didn’t share the family name?).  Anyhow, in many a way we can thank Valley Girl, a cheesy 80’s romantic comedy as the humble beginnings of the great Nicolas Cage.

To be honest, there really isn’t anything special about Valley Girl.  It’s yet another loosely based Romeo and Juliet story that really hasn’t aged well.  Cage plays Randy, an 80’s punk for lack of a better term who falls for a preppy California Valley girl.  The budding romance between these two unlikely lovers leads to all kinds of drama as her friends just don’t quite understand how the Valley High Prom Queen could see anything in this punk rock loser.  But using his newly formed awesome powers of Nic Cage-ness, Cage serenades the girl and wins the hearts of the girls at the prom.

Cage is still developing his style and form in this film, and as an actor there really isn’t much to look at.  I’m not going to lie, for the first 45 minutes of the film I found myself quite bored by the simplicity and mediocrity of the film.  Cage was playing it straight as a “cool punk” who really had no place hanging with the valley girls.  However, I got my first glimpse of the Nicolas Cage we love as he very mildly freaks out on her after she breaks up with him.  (Video posted on the right.)  Sure it was mild freak out, but knowing that was the beginning of decades of awesome Cage freaks outs, I was happy to bear witness.

Perhaps my favorite part of the film was a 3-5 minute montage of Cage trying to win back his valley girl by showing up everywhere she could possibly think of, dressed in disguise as waiters, movie ticket ushers and more.  Perhaps this was so enjoyable because we got to see Cage hamming up the camera and being outlandish and fun; The first “quirky Cage” characters right before my very eyes.  Hooray for Quirky Cage!

Where this film fails in modern times as a film is Valley Girl does NOT age well.  The film is rooted in the 80’s and unless you were a child of the 80’s it’s hard to relate.  It’s like watching Hot Tub Time Machine but the problem is there is no 80’s satire here- its the real deal.  You find yourself chuckling at girls with posters for Men With Hats and E.T. on their walls, and laugh at the high school prom songs such as Josie Cotton’s Johnny are you queer? (could any school get away with that song at a prom now days? -C’mon High Schoolers- Bring that song back!)  The film also prominently featured “I’ll Melt with you” by Modern English and it took me about an hour to figure out why I was craving Taco Bell until I realized the song has been beaten into my brain in commecial land.  I couldn’t help but find myself having a great time laughing at the terminology of the 80’s.  Terms like “bitchin’” “tubular” and at one point Nic Cage is described as “tripendicular” by a lovestruck girl.

When it comes right down to it, there is nothing amazingly groundbreaking about Valley Girl.  It launched Nicolas “Cage” onto the big screen and is a traditional 80’s romantic comedy.  Many came before it, many others came after it and Valley Girl is just another 80’s teen  romance lost in the shuffle.  But as Julie states in the film, “Man, He [Nic Cage] is just like tripendicular, you know?”  Julie- we do know; and you are indeed right, he certainly is.

Hollywood Blasphemy! A re-make of The Bodyguard?!?!?

The Hollywood dirt sheets are reporting that a re-make of the 1992 classic, The Bodyguard is in the works.  Apparently some talentless hack who works for the brothers Warner decided that we needed to update the Kevin Costner/Whitney Houston flick.  But today I ask you why is it needed in the first place?  Is The Bodyguard really that outdated and in need of a remake?  I mean I know Kevin Costner hasn’t made a great film since Open Range, and Whitney Houston has allegedly bought enough crack to fund a drug lord, but that doesn’t make the film irrelevant.

The biggest selling point the makers of the “new and improved” Bodyguard have is that they will include social media, and increased exposure from dirt sheet paparazzi like TMZ and others and weave that into the tale of a pop superstar who is being guarded by a US Military vet.  –Hold on here, Twitter did not change the game that much.  It’s not like we need to remake every film just because Twitter exists.  While we are at it, let’s remake Bad Boys since Martin Lawrence wasn’t able to update his status every time Will Smith ran from an explosion.  And besides if I wanted another whining tale of how hard it is to be a celeb, I’d re-watch Paparazzi.

What I fear the most is that this film will just go into stupid territory fast.  The film will make it through casting and star Miley Cyrus being protected by Nick Cannon or something horrid like that.  Or even worse, Beyonce protected by Ryan Phillipe or Channing Tatum.  The point is, they’ll try and make “The Bodyguard” young and hip.  Costner was an “old” white dude- who was AWESOME.  Tossing in someone who could be in the cast of Glee is not a good idea.  But Hollywood isn’t looking for a good idea, just a paycheck.

I fear they’ll also focus on some high action, gun fire scene with no real build.  What I loved about the original The Bodyguard was the slow burn/build to the film’s climax.  Is Costner an overprotective loon?  You start to question until he pieces it all together.  Audiences now look for high octane action for the ADD induced brain with little thought behind it.  Who cares about weaving a good story with good characters, when you can have an annoying diva be protected by Channing Tatum?

Now, knowing that the film in inevitable, what exactly can we improve upon in a remake?  First and foremost- Frank Farmer.  The makers of the original Bodyguard picked the stupidest name ever for Kevin Costner’s character.  I mean, Costner plays the role well, his man of few words approach works, but the name makes him a laughable character.  Second off, while we are updating, let’s make sure the new Costner  wannabe doesn’t sport that really bad, receeding hair line bowl cut that Costner tried to rock in the 90’s.

Oooh…and while we are at it- I love you Bill Cobbs, but lets upgrade to Morgan Freeman.  We all know he would have been far more awesome in the original and continues to be awesome.  And who wouldn’t want Morgan Freeman to be the cool old man who helps look after a crazy pop star?

Where are they? Wednesdays: Bobbie Phillips

I got an interesting Where are they? from The Mike the other day regarding an actress I really wasn’t that familiar with. The Mike seemed very interested in what happened to Bobbie Phillips, an actress that has faded into never, never land. But I guess the bigger question is, who is she and was she ever in important actress land in the first place?

It took some prying, but I found out that The Mike’s love for Miss Phillips stemmed from a film called Wes Craven Presents Carnival of Souls, a remake of the classic Carnival Of Souls. Years ago, long before I was part of the site, it seems that Jason and Mike used to joke about rating things on a scale of:  Wes Craven Presents Carnival of Souls – 10. Few films have ever received a WCPCOS rating, as that is deserved for the bottom of the barrel, worst of all worst films. Bobbie Phillips was the lead in this awful film. Jason chimed in and gave me a clip from a recent This Week With Larry Miller, a podcast on the Ace Broadcasting Network that is hosted by a co-star of the film, Larry Miller. Miller talks about what a stunning, beautiful and talented actress Bobbie Phillips is, and how he was honored to work with her on a film called Carnival of Souls.

Now knowing that his friends were deeply desiring to know what happened to this Hollywood starlet, I vowed not to disappoint. As I looked up her filmography, I found that Miss Phillips really hadn’t done any acting since 2004, with most of her roles being small bit parts. Her most noteworthy bit was showing her bits in a bit part in Showgirls. (See how many times I used bit in that sentence. I am amazing!) It seemed like in 2004, she ran away from Hollywood. Turns out, Nate was right.

A little more digging and I found Bobbie Phillips had given up acting in 2004, and decided to become a sucessful entrapeneur. Bobbie focused on becoming a hotel mogul, and while she isn’t exactly a Hilton, she has done quite well for her self. She married her husband, Anthony and the two began building a hotel that was “a safe zone” for famous Hollywood celebrities. The hotel was named one of the “Best Hotels in the World” by Condé Nast Publications.

With her hotel raking in some dough, Bobbie has nestled into a life off the stage and screen. She currently lives with her husband in Canada with their dogs. It’s not looking as though Phillips has any plans to return to acting, however the actress did make a brief appearance on a HGTV show showing off some of her home designs.

Sorry to tell you Mike and Jason, but there most likely will not be a triumphant return to the screen by Bobbie Phillips, which means Wes Craven Presents a NEW Carnival of Souls will not feature the talents of Phillips. I know we are all saddened by it. Until next week…Grenbeck-Out!

Catfish: A wolfman with a tramp stamp searches for online love

Over the weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to check out the film Catfish. Before you read any further, it is very hard to talk about this film without spoiling things. Therefore, I am pre-warning you. This review has some minor spoilers in it. For those of you who haven’t seen, check it out. Very interesting flick. For those of you hoping for the verbal swooning of Nate, get ready to have your world rocked.

First and foremost, I thought Catfish was a horror flick, or at least a thriller. I mean the trailer clips along like a happy love story and then promises the last 40 minutes will blow you away! It’s riveting, it plays creepy music, and I’m not going to lie, I kind of thought someone may wind up dead. For a minute, I thought maybe the film was something uber-creepy like a live action version of The Human Centipede; wouldn’t that get the horror geeks excited! Alas, no, Catfish is none of these things; however it does weave a very twisted tale and presents you with a nice little twist.

As a viewer you can’t help but find yourself enjoying watching Nev on screen. His is a likeable person who seems to have a genuinely good heart. Again, thinking this was creepy going into it, I kind of had a fear that he was going to wind up stalking a 9 year old, but I digress. Nev takes the time to connect on the social network with a little girl who is an aspiring artist. Impressed by her work he begins to correspond with her and send her encouraging words. This eventually leads to him meeting the entire family, including a older sister that Nev starts to think just might be the love of his life. Problem is, something just doesn’t seem right and Nev and his friends decide to dig up the truth rather than just walk away.

As we follow Nev and his friends as they are filming their findings, we end up getting to know Nev a little more up close and personal. Nev reveals some very graphic text messages that he and his “online girlfriend” share, and you can’t help but chuckle at the the embarrassment he shows as he shares them . However, at other times, his embarrassing moments don’t seem that embarrassing to Nev. During a scene in a hotel room, we see a scene where Nev is talking with his friends about the whole situation. Stripped down to his underwear, we find out that A.) Nev may be a direct descendant of a long line of Werewolves based on the amount of chest hair he sports, and B.) I’m pretty sure Nev could be featured in one of those bad taste, Miller Light Ads (see video on the side). Nev tries to fashionably sport a lower back tattoo otherwise known as “a tramp stamp.” I’m not going to lie, I always kind of thought those were reserved for sorority girls who will be future tramp stamp grannies with tattoo regret. It turns out, Nev chose to join them on this adventure. As I had this shocking revelation, I realized I had to share with my readers, but that meant screen capturing the scene. Let me describe an awkward conversation: It goes something like this…”Hey, when we are done watching that, can I put it in my laptop and screen capture that guy in his underwear?…ummm…yeah….thanks.”

Despite my now deeper rooted reservations on the sanity and normal-ness of Nev, I still somehow find him to be a great genuine character. Following the film’s reveal, the big question every one asks is if this is a hoax. The film presents itself as true, and the makers of the film have always said every bit of it is indeed true. The skeptics of the world love to debate if the whole thing is one big lie. The film is very conceivable, and it very well could be a true account, yet also screams hoax. I ended up watching one of the special features on the DVD where the film makers were asked about the film. Oddly enough this seemed to put it to rest for me. I actually started to believe that it was real. Nev seems genuinely embarrassed that he got duped at least in some regard. I suppose he could be the world’s greatest actor as well, but I believed it.

I left Catfish wanting to watch it again days later. Having sent it back to the magical DVD by mail store in the sky that shall go un-named until they buy Nate Grenbeck ad space, I longed for its return to my DVD player. I have a feeling Catfish is going to end up in my DVD collection. It’s a film with a funny name, and seems to be taking you one direction before taking a hard right into oddity land. It speak volumes to the “facebook company” you keep and asks just how well you know all 10 trillion of your social network friends. It’s like the “true” story of facebook, and oddly enough kind of what I thought a facebook movie would be when I first heard Hollywood rumblings years ago of the now famous David Fincher film, The Social Network. Go pick up a copy of Catfish and give it a try.

And by all means…let’s discuss this flick. That’s what blog comments are for! (and of course to spoil things for people who read what they shouldn’t be. Spoil it up and talk about it folks!

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