Well, it looks like the only difference between the Golden Globes and the Oscars this year will be the seating accomodations and the dresses. Yawnarific!
I am curious about "The Aviator," mostly wondering how Cate Blanchett does Hepburn, but won't check it out since I have an allergic reaction every time I see Leonardo di Crapio (symptoms include wanting to de-smugify his face with an SOS pad dampened with spittle and baking soda).
I was reading a fawning interview with Bill Murray in Esquire magazine (hey, I would fawn, too, given the opportunity) and was impressed with his "it just doesn't matter..." (name that movie reference) attitude about not winning an Oscar for "Lost in Translation":
"And the thing is, the movie is the prize. In time, nobody remembers who won the damn Oscar; they just remember the movie if it was good. If you had said to me, 'You could be in Mystic River and win the Oscar or you could be in your movie and not win'--not a fuckin' chance. No contest."
In other news, I think my Margaret Cho-lookalike neighbor must be turning tricks to afford all the take-out she orders.