So the first award show of the season has finished for the evening and I'm trying to remember what damn awards they even gave out. I spent two hours watching awkward celebrities pretend to laugh at terribly scripted jokes. Where were those technical awards? Oh yeah, they just handed them all off to Inception mid-show to save time.
Now I will give the Broadcast Critics Association one thing: they managed to pull it together a bit towards the end. Sorkin and Fincher got their respective nods (Good call, David, choosing to opt out of this one), Firth gave his quasi-eloquent speech, and we had our two reigning films. Quite honestly they had me scared for bit: I though Black Swan might go in for a sweep (I shutter to think). Portman got her argueably rightful win (glad to see her gaining a bit more weight by the way), but I fear that the real motivation behind that one was the fact that VH1's audience has no clue who the hell else any of those nominees are.
In sum: cringe-inducing variety spectacular.
Last question: Who the hell thought it would be a good idea to fore go the host in favor for the cast of Jackass 3D acting out the most famous movie-moments of the year? So much more breath could be wasted on this one.
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