Sunday, January 29, 2006

Everything That's Wrong with This Year's Awards Season

Zhang Ziyi is nominated for an NAACP Image Award. I know you don't technically have to be African-American to qualify for these things, but, just... I mean. Doesn't this just seem like some kind of last straw in some over-active publicist's carpet-bombing of awards-voting bodies? (In another note to the NAACP nominators: that Best Actor slot you doled out to Laurence Fishburne in Assault on Precinct 13 or Shemar Moore in Diary of a Mad Black Woman might have hung a little better on, say, Jeffrey Wright in Syriana.)

Anyway, it's a crazy busy week around here, but I really will try to scrape together some Oscar nomination predictions by Tuesday morning. It would help if I cared about any of this year's front-runners. Aside from outside shots for Joan Allen, Terrence Howard, Jeff Daniels, Maria Bello, or Amy Adams, or anything for The New World on the technical side, it's hard to even think of a nomination I'd truly be excited by. I always thought it would be a grand day when David Cronenberg finally made the Directors' list, which I expect him to, but I just don't dig A History of Violence enough to get jazzed about even that prospect—and even at that, I'd take him in a cake walk over Lee, Clooney, Meirelles, Spielberg, Haggis, or, for God's sake, Woody Allen or James Mangold.

Whatever. I'll throw something together, but in a turn of events so mind-bogglingly mismatched to everything I thought I knew and understood about my life, I am waaaaay more eager to find out who gets Auf Wiedersehen'd on Wednesday night than I am to watch Good Morning, America on Tuedsay at 8:30am.

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Blogger Dr. S said...

Can I get you hooked on Dancing with the Stars, while you're at it? I'm going to have to miss this Thursday's show because some students of mine are starting a reading group in homage to our class last semester *and* Terry Tempest Williams is coming to read (yay!), but it's worth catching. This week, they samba!

1:29 AM, January 30, 2006  
Blogger Nick Davis said...

I tried with this show, admittedly only once, while I was home visiting my mom, and I have to be honest with you: whatever "it" is about ballroom dancing, I just don't get. I thought Lachey the Younger and his partner sure burned up the floor, and Lisa Rinna hurt me, but I just don't get into the dancing. I leave it to those of you who know it, do it, love it.

6:48 AM, January 30, 2006  
Blogger Dr. S said...

Got it. (I was secretly hoping that you might burst out with "Get behind me Satan!" again, because that was so great, last time around.)

Lisa Rinna's mouth scares me, all on its own.

8:26 AM, January 30, 2006  

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