Awards Archive for March, 2006

The Ugliest Oscar Speech Ever

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BBM Inspired Stamps From Conan O'Brien

(If you can’t read the middle one, it’s “The Lion, The Witch & the Perfectly Coordinated Wardrobe”)


More Break Back

There are two anguished cries of disappointment that stand out for me today. One is this deeply felt, terribly sad piece by Nathaniel R, who closes with:


John Calley… Return To Brilliance

“”Nobody likes to think of themselves as being from Los Angeles,” Mr. Calley said. “I don’t know anybody that wants to be buried here. I think it was less about that or any problem with ‘Brokeback’ than in the end, it comes down to a subconscious shuffling of the pecking order and you just go with the film that was most affecting to you personally.”
From David Carr’s unblogged Oscar story


Why I Never Went All-In For Crash

For clarity


How Bad Was The Oscar Telecast?



What Broke The Mountain's Back?

From The Hot Button

Really, it’s quite sad that Brokeback Mountain could do the business it’s done, win the awards and accolades its won, and Diana Ossana still looked like somebody kicked her dog to death in post-show interviews. Brokeback Mountain is a huge success story


Let The Crashing Begin!

Love it, hate it… spill it!


The Independent Spirit Awards In 6 Photos Or Less

The Hollywood Reporter’s Kirk Honeycutt Gets Parked in… Eventually Escaping His Own Car
A Look At The Mighty Mighty Red Carpet
Dan Futterman Before And After Winning A “Dawnie” – Note The Increased Height, Improved Lighting & Brilliantly Executed Surprise On His Face
Sarah Silverman Prepares To Discuss Her Vagina Endlessly In Public
The Afterparty. (Look familiar?)


Blog Readers Attack American Human Association

The AHA says that Brokeback Mountain was abusive. “Wonder how the filmmakers got the elk to lose its footing and crumple to the ground ‘on cue’ after being shot?”
Go get ’em!!!


But What About The Kids???

Worried about how much sex is in your violence and how much profanity you have to hear while watching people smoking?
Thank goodness (don’t take God’s name in vain, you bastards!) for The Family Media Guide.


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It shows how out of it I was in trying to be in it, acknowledging that I was out of it to myself, and then thinking, “Okay, how do I stop being out of it? Well, I get some legitimate illogical narrative ideas” — some novel, you know?

So I decided on three writers that I might be able to option their material and get some producer, or myself as producer, and then get some writer to do a screenplay on it, and maybe make a movie.

And so the three projects were “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” “Naked Lunch” and a collection of Bukowski. Which, in 1975, forget it — I mean, that was nuts. Hollywood would not touch any of that, but I was looking for something commercial, and I thought that all of these things were coming.

There would be no Blade Runner if there was no Ray Bradbury. I couldn’t find Philip K. Dick. His agent didn’t even know where he was. And so I gave up.

I was walking down the street and I ran into Bradbury — he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” — and I’d forgot who he was.

So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging — I was with her at that moment — she said, “Talk to him! That guy really wants to talk to you,” and I said “No, fuck him,” and keep walking.

But then I did, and then I realized who it was, and I thought, “Wait, he’s in that realm, maybe he knows Philip K. Dick.” I said, “You know a guy named—” “Yeah, sure — you want his phone number?”

My friend paid my rent for a year while I wrote, because it turned out we couldn’t get a writer. My friends kept on me about, well, if you can’t get a writer, then you write.”
~ Hampton Fancher

“That was the most disappointing thing to me in how this thing was played. Is that I’m on the phone with you now, after all that’s been said, and the fundamental distinction between what James is dealing with in these other cases is not actually brought to the fore. The fundamental difference is that James Franco didn’t seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. There’s not a case of that. He wasn’t using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had — if that were what the accusation involved — the show would not have gone on. We would have folded up shop and we would have not completed the show. Because then it would have been the same as Harvey Weinstein, or Les Moonves, or any of these cases that are fundamental to this new paradigm. Did you not notice that? Why did you not notice that? Is that not something notable to say, journalistically? Because nobody could find the voice to say it. I’m not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, “You know, it’s not this, it’s that”? Because — let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, that’s what it lacked. That’s what they were not able to deliver. The one example in the five that involved an issue of a sexual act was between James and a woman he was dating, who he was not working with. There was no professional dynamic in any capacity.

~ David Simon