Best Picture: I don’t care.
Best Actor: Who gives a rat’s ass.
Best Actress: I care as much as I do about Oprah.
Best Art Director For A Coming-of-Age Film Entirely Set In Islamabad: Right.
Best Best Boy: Uhm hmmm.
Best Cinematic Pissantry: All of them.
Best Film Where a Dead Actor Is A Crazy Fuck: Yawn.
Best Use of Bullet-Time: Boo, hiss.
Best Film By A Coppola: Snore.
Best Sound: Oh dear God, let it be a tragic movie where we hear teardrops falling.
Best Everything: None.
Best Movie That Sucked But People Think It’s Oscar Worthy Because it Sucked: Every single one.
























Well, someone’s in a good mood, eh?
Seen any good movies lately?
Lovin’ the new digs.
Best actress: Kate Winslet’s breasts.
Actually…they should be nominated for everything. Best sounds, best jublies, best things for Matt to put his head between and shake back and forth, best target practice.
I could go on and on, but I seem to be spent and going flaccid now.
Hi, me again.
Thought I’d add that you could take my comment from above and change “Kate Winslet’s” to “Kate Beckinsale’s” and “breasts” to “ass”.
Thanks. I’d go on some more, but flaccidity is once again setting in. Might be permanent until the morning. Not as young as I used to be, you know.
Dude, my sentiments EXACTLY.
I didn’t know you liked Oprah!!
Hi, me once more.
If you could look at the previous comment and plug in the words “Kate Blanchette’s” in place of either “Beckinsale” or “Winslet” and “legs” in place of either “breasts” or “ass.”
Thanks. Returning to flaccidity now.
Wow, tell us how you really feel…
Kate Beckinsale for best actress in a still picture!