I take back the above exclamation point. There is nothing exciting about the Golden Globes, I just thought feigned excitement might make you more inclined to read this post. And here you are. Sucker.
Yes, the Golden Globe nominations were announced today. The Golden Globes kind of act as Oscar’s little brother. But he’s a pigeon-toed, hyperactive little brother, with his finger in his nose and chocolate all over his shirt. He’s cute and ultimately more fun to be around than snooty old Oscar, but he doesn’t have a whole lot to say and he might enjoy the smell of gasoline on his fingers just a little too much. How else do you explain things like Tom Cruise, who yelled and swore his way through Tropic Thunder like a bloated Frank T.J. Mackey, getting a nomination for Best Supporting Actor? Or Meryl Streep getting nominated for both Doubt and Mamma Mia? How about Charlie Kaufman not getting a nomination for best screenplay, director or film? Or James Franco getting nominated for best actor for Pineapple Express?
At the same time, the little mouth-breather pulled some ballsy moves. Some of the most talked about movies out there were snubbed for best picture, including Milk, Doubt, Wall-E, Dark Knight and The Wrestler in exchange for less flashy films like The Reader and Happy-Go-Lucky. Another striking omission? Clint Eastwood. The man has two films out which should be perfect bait for awards, and got no director or picture nominations. And I’ll bet he’s pissed.
Anyway, that’s about all there was that was interesting. They air on January 11th, 2009. I’ll probably watch them. But seriously, you don’t have to. You really probably shouldn’t encourage this kid.