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Monday Pick Me Up: Meryl is Queen

Meryl Streep Oscars 2012

So once again I’m unable to post a non-YouTube video on here, so you’ll have to make do with a link to Perez Hilton for today’s pick me up. To no ones surprise, Meryl Streep won her third golden man last night, it seems that even she thinks her record 17 nominations are overkill.

Her speech was equal parts original, funny and moving – as she mentioned the certainty surrounding her victory in the run up to the awards and then paid tribute to her longtime hair stylist (and now Oscar winner) J. Roy Helland, as well as the rest of her friends in the audience. And let’s face it, she’s probably friends with most of the audience by now.

While I’m in agreement that her accurate portrayal of Maggie Thatcher deserved a win, I wish that she had not been up against such strong candidates, such as Viola Davis. I rewatched The Help last night and remembered just how much I utterly loved it the first time, Viola’s stellar performance more than qualifies her for Oscar glory, maybe next time.

It was a pretty dull ceremony in all, no real surprises – how amazing would it have been if Melissa McCarthy’s name had been on the envelope?! Ah well, maybe next year the most exciting moment won’t be that Sacha Baron Cohen has poured Kim Jong Il’s ashes onto Ryan Seacrest, but something that was actually relevant to the awards.

 

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Fame On A Friday: The Award Shows Don’t Know My Schedule

My Colin proves that he is true gentleman

 

This week’s Fame On A Friday is slightly belated, as the BAFTAs held their ceremony last Sunday with no regard for my blog. How dare they. I was going to try to find some other story to talk about, but the BAFTAs are just too big to ignore, especially when you want to win one some day.

To no one’s surprise, The Artist scooped the majority of the golden faces, leading Peter Straughan, writer/adapter of Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and my award for Speech of the Night, to remark that he “would like to thank The Artist for not being adapted from a book” when he picked up his award. He went on to pay a touching tribute to his late wife and writing partner Bridget O’Connor, who recently passed away.

Stephen Fry was a delightful host, as always, bringing in just the right amount of risque humour to alleviate the boredom without becoming the pilloried yet hilarious figure of Ricky Gervais. His shameless flirting with Brad Pitt seemed to make the Hollywood star a touch uncomfortable, but then again he should really be used to it by now.

Someone else who never fails to catch my attention is the lovely Colin Firth, who is always referred to as ‘My Colin’, for it will (eventually) be so. He underlined the fact that he is a perfect gentleman when Holy Meryl lost her shoe on her way up to collect the Best Actress award (it’s a wonder that she has any cupboard space left). My Colin was straight in there to save the day and return CinderMeryl’s glass slipper, providing the tabloids with some ‘proper’ news to report on the next day. It’s not like they would mentioned anything else about the ceremony, aside from the red carpet delights and disasters.

And so we look ahead to next weekend’s Oscars, where The Artist is pretty much a shoe in for every single award, even the ones in which they weren’t nominated. And I hope they do. The Artist was such an exciting and new experience, I’ve never been in such a silent cinema before, or had the urge to clap as the credits rolled. It was an utter joy and deserves every single accolade. Particularly Jean Dujardin, who is pretty much Gene Kelly reincarnated it seems. Lovely man. Also, is anyone else giddy with excitement for Melissa McCarthy, Kristen Wiig and Annie Mumolo? It’s so rare to see a comedy nominated that I actually find myself feeling so proud of them for achieving so much, it’s the same feeling that I have whenever I see Martin Freeman in full-hobbit. So proud. Maybe even Andy Serkis will finally get a nomination for The Hobbit one day, it’s about time that he was recognised for such stellar and pioneering work.

However, there is a dark cloud hanging over next weekend’s proceedings, the sad truth is that the Oscars too have decided to ignore my carefully thought out blog schedule, and are holding the long-awaited ceremony on a Saturday. Bastards.

 

[Image via mirror.co.uk]

 

 

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