The voters get copies of all the nominated movies. They don't have to do anything.

That does not take away from your accurate call Annie.

How did you do on the rest of your calls?

I saw The Departed on Friday. Maybe there's a reason Scorsese didn't have an Oscar. It was a pimple on the ass of The Godfather. Seems like Scorsese falls back on violence when he runs out of ideas. It would have been a much better movie if Leo & Matt (what's with the penchant for faggy actors?) decided to maintain the status quo, and Leo became the head of the gangsters, and Matt rode to the top of the department with his mob connections.

I partially agree with Casca, that The Departed was undeserving. But I have no interest in gangster films in general. The Godfather is surely the most overrated film ever, even though expressing that sentiment leads to invariable howls of indignation.

Loved "Sunshine", every last second.

you were in Reno and didn't let me know?

in the words of Bill the Cat, pthhhpthpppp.

Hugo, you've been squating to piss too long. The Godfather is the definition of art/truth. Everything you need to know about being a man is contained in The Godfather I & II. Leave the gun. Take the cannolis.

Scorsese's directing award and The Departed were make-ups for Raging Bull and Goodfellas.

I guess some academy voters could bear to see the words "academy award winner" next to Eddie Murphy's name on the Pluto Nash DVD cover..

or remembering Jackie Earle Haley as Kelly Leak on the Bad News Bear's..

I thought everything I needed to know as a man came out of R. Lee Ermy's mouth in Full Metal Jacket.

Or was it out of Bugs Bunny's mouth in any given cartoon?...

-ElMondoHummus

"...Are you quitting on me? Well, are you? Then quit, you slimy fucking walrus-looking piece of shit. Get the fuck off of my obstacle. Get the fuck down off of my obstacle. Now. Move it. I'm going to rip your balls off, so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world. I will motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo."

There u go thinkin' El. No, it was The Godfather. Coppola is a genius. Ermy made FMJ, the rest of the movie is a Hollywood circlejerk.

My "huh?" of the evening was how can Melissa Etheridge's partner be a wife? "I'd like to thank my wife..." She'll have to invent a new word if she doesn't like partner--unless she plans to start her own dictionary.

Well, Melissa was wearing the pants last night, what's her name was wearing the dress. Ergo, she's the wife.

They'll swap roles next week.

Joules, Mondo,

What is the point of resisting this segment of our society by constantly carping and showing your discomfort and disappointment as if somebody is listening or gives a shit? The tide has rolled in, like it or not; the “gay lifestyle” is firmly entrenched in our society. Television, print media, advertising, car manufacturers, the travel and leisure industry, are all adjusting to it and trying to make money off of this affluent, educated segment of our society. Your free markets don’t have moral objections to people with money in their pockets. People like you two are more like disgruntled 10 year olds standing on the shore picking your noses and wondering why others are fishing in their favorite spot.

Gay women call their significant others wife, husband, partner, sweetheart, etc. Who, except the emotionally halt and lame, could seriously give a rat’s ass what they call each other?

As you know, I never read Strawfuck, but since he strayed within my two paragraph attention limit... reminds me of the words of an old Colonel, who I used to work for. Whenever he wished to describe a valiant effort gone a'glee, he'd say, "Like two old lezzies, they tried real hard."

Kashca,

I think that as long as you continue to rely on the thinking of military men, yourself included, you are doomed to suffer in ignominity.

But, on the other hand, now that I know I have a two para limit for you to hang on I may have a new lease on life.

I guess the word is ignominy not -ity. Sorry.

Wow. Two posts ago, I traded what could be construed as misogynic posts with Cas. Not a peep out of Straw. Here, I make an equally un-PC joke with an equal level of seriousness - read: None - and poor Straw decides this is the opportunity to fight for social justice.

Immaturity is often displayed as looking anywhere for a righteous fight. Such as what's displayed by Straw here.

You know nothing about me, yet you mistakenly assume that the gay lifestyle gives me "discomfort"? That'd come as a shock to my gay friends.

Preach elsewhere, Straw. One of the marks of comfort is being able to joke about something. I joke about my race, I joke about my religion, I joke about my countries, and yes, I joke about sexual orientation. Both straight and gay. But I guess humor is the first thing sacrified by those who style themselves as fighters for causes.

So, who's more uncomfortable with homosexuality between the two of us? The one who's relaxed enough to joke, or the one who's so corn-cob-up-his-ass uptight he feels the needs to break out a moral lecture in the middle of a comedy routine? The one who's traded and laughed at far harsher jokes with the very crowd that supposedly is offended, or the one who thinks he's defending them? I don't even know if Straw is gay or straight, but I can tell this: He's the one more uncomfortable with the subject, if he thinks a joke like that is any threat to the concept of gay tolerance.

I know that I wouldn't be comfortable with a corncob up my ass. Probably the other guy.

Oh please Mondo,

You doth protest too much. Your unfunny quip about pants and dresses was if done in good humor, just lame and certainly would have embarrassed any of your dyke friends, and if, as I suspect, the comment was fraught with underlying suspicions about the validity of gay relationships, then you are not as comfortable as you claim.

And for your information, some of my best friends are black.

Kascha, I wouldn't think you would notice a corn cob in you ass.

Annie, what were the odds on the Goracle? I was looking for a place to bet on it given that was the closest you'll ever see to a sure thing. Given the anti-American nanny state shitbirds running Whoreywood™

Straw they filled in your 1/8" glory holes down the Port Authoritie. Get the smallest drill bit and get back to work.

EXCELLENT depiction of the Goracle!

Oh, please Strawman. Self righteousness is such a tired, cliched thing nowadays.

And my comment stands. You're the one who's uncomfortable. No one else has spoken up, have they?

Two words: Lenny Bruce. Except the supposed liberal in this thread's actually the reactionary.

My apoligies dear readers. I should never have dignified this miserable self-loathing soul with comment.

Yeah Cas, I'm beginning to think the same thing.

Anyway (going back to a previous comment): I don't know if I'd write off the whole rest of the movie:

Private Joker: I think I was trying to suggest something about the duality of man, sir.
Pogue Colonel: The what?
Private Joker: The duality of man. The Jungian thing, sir.
Pogue Colonel: Whose side are you on, son?

Jesus, I know it's smart ass dialogue, but I can't help laughing every time I hear that.

I have but one word to sum up all the Oscar detritus
and all award show in general.

UGH

"My apoligies dear readers. I should never have dignified this miserable self-loathing soul with comment."

Thanks. I thought we had agreed on that some time ago.

This year's lineup of nominees was among the more boring ones in recent years. I can barely muster a desire to see four of the five nominees, and of course the only halfway interesting one didn't stand a snowball's chance in hell at winning since it's a comedy. Heaven forbid we admit that making people laugh a lot harder than making them sad or pissed off.

But I guess the reason to watch the thing is for the funny moments and great quotes anyway.

"Jennifer Hudson was on American Idol, America didn't vote for her, and yet she's here with an Oscar nomination. That's incredible....And then, Al Gore is here, America did vote for him, and..."

Aw, Ellen...

cheer up Casca

the indignity
that dignifying can bring
is dignifying

...and if that doesnt help, at least this Haiku kept Poetry Wednesday's alive - barely

Awww, whud ja wanna go and do that for? I mean a week without a co-blogger is a week without... meaningless drivel. I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't said anything. Maybe nobody else will down here at the end of the comment thread.