Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Three Thoughts About the Golden Globes

1. I propose the following rule change: In order to qualify as a "comedy" a show must actually be a comedy. In other words, if you walked past a room full of people watching it, their laughter would make you say, "Hey, they must be watching a comedy." Otherwise, it's not a "comedy."

2. Seeing Forest Whitaker win reminded me that Idi Amin killed hundreds of thousands of people, and we didn't invade Uganda. I mean, seriously... he
ate people, and we still stayed home.

3. I love the show, but last night was missing what is always the best part: the hilariously awful opening song. Every year the "special lyrics" are so incredibly, inexplicably lame that they light up my winter. I'm sorry to see the tradition has been abandoned.

4 comments:

Ellen said...

Yup. Totally agree. They just got right into it, no fanfare, nothing.
I always watch it because you hope for a good moment, since the booze is so free-flowing at the event.
In this case it worked against us, I think, especially when Warren Beatty came up to speak. It made my brain hurt.

Mark Vance said...

Hi Mike!

I'm still not sure if Warren Beatty actually made a point there or was it just another in his series of "Hey I'm married to Annette Bening and you're not!" moments.

Also, did you happen to notice that the priceless choice of walk-up music for his award presentation? "Sooner or Later" by Madonna.

Ellen said...

I did notice that Madonna song too, Mark.

Aside from Warren's cringetastic speech, I also thought it was tasteless to bring up his being a "ladies man".

He was being honored for his body of work, not the bodies he worked on.

Award shows are boring. Luckily us West Coasters can cheat and read the results online. I'll still watch the Oscars and the IFP awards, though.

Michael Markowitz said...

I must disagree gently with both of you.

I love The Golden Globes more than any other award show, because they are so intimate and (relatively) casual. And the fact that someone like Warren Beatty can give a speech like that is, to me, what is so charming about the awards. They're as unguarded and spontaneous as it is possible for something like this to get.

I thought it was a refreshingly candid speech from a man who was uncomfortable with speaking, a little buzzed, or both. (Much better than hurriely reading off a list of names before they play you off, or reading the thirty seconds of solemnity you've prepared, as too often happens with honorary Oscars)

As for his ladies' man past, I mean, come on... This is Warren Beatty we're talking about. That's been the joke about him for over forty years. It would be like honoring George Hamilton without mentioning his tan, or Dean Martin without mentioning his "drinking." It's part of his career and mystique. Just as the same jokes were okay about George Clooney at the Oscars and at the recent (and incredibly entertaining) American Cinematheque Tribute.

The Golden Globes, more than any other award show, isn't really an award show. It's like your company's sales dinner, or your country club's golf banquet. Some trophies get handed out, your uncle gets up and talks a little too long, everyone has dinner and drinks and has a good time. This one happens to be televised. I love it.

And if we want to be able to see celebrities with their guards down, we gotta stop jumping on them for being unpolished. For example, I vastly preferred Michael Richards' apology to the prepared statement Mel Gibson had a representative read. Richards was speaking poorly, and it wasn't enough, but at least he had the guts to try to speak for himself.

As for "Sooner or Later" I wouldn't read too much into it. It was Oscar-nominated, and they gotta play SOMETHING from one of his films while he walks up to the stage. The songs from Ishtar don't seem right, "Wouldn't It Be Nice" and "Foggy Mountain Breakdown" aren't very orchestral, and "The Internationale" is probably a bad idea.

Again, I disagree only a little... don't be fooled by the length of this comment. I guess I ramble worse than Warren!

And if I were married to Annette Bening, I'd talk about little else.