1.27.2008

And the Actor Goes To

Nothing makes me happier than awards shows. I am totally sucked in by the glamour and lights. This year’s SAG Awards brought me mucho happiness after a migraine-filled, doggie-diarrhea weekend. (Well, that was negative…sorry. The chili cook-off WAS super-fun and pictures are on the way…it just ended in a migraine that sucked major A and the lingering effects are surging, so that’s what’s on my mind. Literally.)

Back to celebs and awkward acceptance speeches. (Of which there was one. I had to change the channel. It makes me so nervous.)

I remember in high school fighting to stay up to find out the big Oscars. Pushing 11 p.m. in high school really put me over the edge. I would just consider the day after the Oscars a non-day. Every year. The SAG Awards ended at 10 this year, not such a late night. It’s also been (almost) 10 years since high school and I won’t be asleep for another 2 hours. And that’s average. I’m a late-night, old lady.

The fun thing about this show is that there are television actors awarded as well. (The Golden Globes are good for that too, but they were striked this year.) Especially if you haven’t seen all the movies yet. (Which I haven’t. I’ve read reviews…and that doesn’t really help.) I watch t.v. though. A lot of it. Especially with it streaming online. That makes it a serious addiction. Catch up on shows any damn time you please, even if it means staying up until 2 a.m. just to find out if Tim Riggins ever tells Lyla how he feels or whether they'll ever address the four-toed statue. Time suck.

The SAG gives out awards for an ensemble cast. So, luckily, I got to see some of my favorites tonight. Not only do they seat television casts at the same table, they award ensembles. Which is so legit. Good performances really come from on-screen chemistry and rhythm. Plus good movies are sometimes good because of everyone involved. There were many an ensemble featured tonight, but two happy television winners: the cast of The Office and the cast of The Sopranos. Two shows I always watch(ed) at airtime. It might be that The Sopranos won as a tribute for the fine work they produced in the last ten years and maybe The Closer or Mad Men deserved some recognition, but can you really blame the Guild? The Academy did it with Lord of the Rings after The Return of the King. Once the last bang comes out, the award is given for the whole package. So, no, this wasn’t the best season of The Sopranos, but the ending was cool and everyone is going to miss it. It’s just custom. A sure thing. Makes it kinda boring and predictable, but worth getting to see Tony, Sil, Uncle Junior and Dr. Melfi together again in my opinion.

The Office won Best Ensemble in a Comedy Series. I am happy to see the Office win anything. This year Ed Helms is a member of the cast, so Take a Chance on Me, he gets an “actor.”

I started getting bored, probably because I haven’t seen a lot of the movies and began searching WireImage for pictures of the red carpet. (That website is what's wrong with the world and I realize I am going straight to Hell for linking it.) But I love the dresses...and Brad and Angelina kissing. (In a handbasket, join me, please.) That’s when I really digressed and moved on to YouTube. It began with a link to Jenna Fischer in Undeclared and took me to John Krasinski interviews. Truly embarrassing, but he’s adorable. And there were some hilarious ones. Here’s a good highlight:



As for the SAGs, I always get teary during the tribute to dead actors and this year was a long list. With Brad Renfro--they didn’t show him as a kid in The Client--that would have been super sad. There was a tiny pause and then Heath Ledger in Brokeback Mountain. Like he was a late addition. Probably so since he died like four days ago...

I am very sad about Heath Ledger. It’s not often an A-lister dies like this, but I think the biggest reason there is such media hype is the career he gave us. A lot of his characters were serious and he made a real connection with the audience. I rewatched A Knight’s Tale with my mom--okay so not serious, but he looks really hot in the dance scene. (That sounds shallow, but---I am blogging about an awards show here.) So even though it's a silly movie, he stands out. He is just great to watch. He was on the road for a fascinating career. Brokeback Mountain is incredibly moving and just hyped as the beginning of something great. It was showing on HBO today and I watched it and cried. again. Mostly because it’s that kind of movie, but also because of the untimely death.

(On a side note, he was 25 when he made Brokeback Mountain. I am 25 and know lots of 25 year olds. He looks older than me in the movie, even in the beginning of it before age makeup. He had deep worry lines on his forehead. Too many for being the same age as me now. He must have been an intense guy. Also, he could just have been a smoker. It might not be so deep.)

Still I feel like Heath Ledger would have been one of those actors you go to the theater for, just to see what he brings next. The movie he was working on, The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, looked good and maybe would have put him in a Johnny Depp-type place. Tragic.

Daniel Day-Lewis dedicated his SAG to Heath Ledger. They never worked together, but his death has just affected people. When an on-screen performance is so moving and an actor makes such a connection with the audience, it’s sadder when they die. I watch the montage of dead actors at these awards shows and find I tear up more when the actor played a moving role…or sang moving songs like Pavarotti. Authors do that too. Any artist who can connect with its audience and be allowed into their personal world becomes more than just another person to their fans or fellow artists. So even though Daniel Day-Lewis never worked with Heath Ledger, he was clearly inspired by his career. Daniel used Monster’s Ball as an example of a great performance of Heath's. I’m sure Netflix is all queued up on Heath Ledger movies now. I saw a picture of a Best Buy that had made a display of his movies for sale out front! (That was a little sickening.) I also predict Warner Brothers will roll in the bucks for Batman. It will be like a sordid curiosity to see the Last Film. ...are there clues…?

Back to Daniel, though. I saw There Will be Blood. Amazing amazing amazing. It is destined to be a classic and I already see people quoting Daniel Plainview as legend. Plus there’s a shot that is sure to join other great moments like Rosebud burning or Scarlett returning to Tara. Maybe I am hyperbolizing, but we’ll see. And so far only Daniel Day-Lewis has gotten awards, not the movie. The season is still young.

Charles Durning won the Lifetime Achievement award. I knew who he was once I started seeing the movie clips but I had no idea when they teased it before the commercial. I’m sure it will be fun when I get to an age where people like George Clooney and Meryl Streep are getting Lifetime Achievement awards. Then I will really know who they are and actually remember the sitcom days.

In the end, I am happy my weekend was capped off with the SAG awards. I always have big plans to get things done on the weekend. Usually these things don’t happen and I mostly sleep and watch movies...or work. This weekend’s unproductivity had a legitimate excuse, but left me feeling more tired than when it started. So I had a little pep-me-up getting to watch my favorite screen actors gather under one roof in shiny dresses and tuxedoes.

The awards were shown on TBS, so I doubt many of you all watched it. But there probably are other blogs out there if you’re so inclined. And maybe you’ll even find a picture or two!

1.24.2008

Chiliiiii

A fun cooking entry is on the horizon, folks. Much inspired by starrhillgirl's photos and commentary on Sunday Night Dinner, I am going to blog y'all through my entry in the winery's Chili Cook-Off. I plan to make white chicken chili.

So here is where you come in...have a recipe to share with me? I am improvising.

Thankya kindly.

1.20.2008

you might be cool

if you find this in real life:

Secret Wall Tattoos

When the Rooster Crows...

literally.

What might be the freakiest Coney Island sideshow to hit the 'hood since I moved here in July is crowing right now as I write this. A fucking rooster lives near me. In the residentialiest, sidewalky, front porch neighborhood I've lived in since New Jersey...a rooster serenades.

I can't promise it's a rooster. A first I thought it was one of my cats crowing from behind the laundry machine, slowing dying of dryer sheet fumes. But, no, both cats are alive and well, filling out their fatso selves daily. I am certain the crowing is a rooster.

And, yes, it begins at sun-up...which these days is not so bad because I am up before the sun anyway. Well, except this weekend when I was shooting for a good 10 a.m. wake-up...I was tired enough, the rooster didn't disturb.

I feel like I need to have a "Is this damn sound a rooster?" Party and hope he crows for my guests.

There are odd ducks on my street...one that sits on his porch swing yelling at his dogs. He could have added a rooster to the menagerie. All I know is I need to make friends with my neighbors fast and solve the mystery of the g-d rooster sounds.

I just hope it's not baby dogs screaming. 'Cause, damn, who wants that kinda shitty neighbor around?