We watched the bloody Oscars last night, with the sound turned off and the radio on, because who the hell would want to hear those gushy acceptance speeches, anyway. It was decided that we should host our own awards show based on the Oscars. Here now are a few of the categories and their winners (judging done by Kate, Melinda, and Holly) ... Celebrity We'd Most Like to Slap: Russell Crowe. Sorry, Australians, but after the 25th time the camera panned to a glimpse of that man's unsmiling mug and his wretched NewKidsOnTheBlock-esque bouffant, we'd all had enough. And besides, what right did Gladiator have to win all those awards? Better film than Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon? Not a chance, you anglophile Academy bastards. Woman We'd Most Likely Jump the Fence For: Penelope Cruz, although Holly and I felt strongly that Catherine Zeta-Jones should have been given more of a fair shake. Melinda doesn't like her. Movie that Should Have Damn Well Been Included in All the Big Categories: O Brother, Where Art Thou? This movie was absolutely fantastic and members of the Academy should be dragged individually into the street and slapped about with wet fish for overlooking it. Male Star Most Likely to Make a Couchload of Mid-20s Women Swoon: Benecio Del Toro. Phweef. That's all I'm saying. Comment: Name: Pale Blue
Email: paleblue@darkblue.2ndmail.com
Anglophile? Why anglophile? And how is it possible to use the words
\'anglophile\' and \'bastards\' in such close proxiimity?
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