I'm never going to make it until 4:30.
Close! Very close! I'll tell you more things about Jonathan Creek.
I still desperately want to live in that windmill. Also: Jonathan Creek's tummy. Jonathan Creek in period costume. Jonathan Creek's ass AGAIN.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm never going to make it until 4:30.
Close! Very close! I'll tell you more things about Jonathan Creek.
I still desperately want to live in that windmill. Also: Jonathan Creek's tummy. Jonathan Creek in period costume. Jonathan Creek's ass AGAIN.
Close! Very close! I'll tell you more things about Jonathan Creek.
Snork!
To pass the time, I've found more pictures from the Golden Globes, and am clicking through and deciding who needs to eat a sandwich for the love of god.
Oh thank god, they finally fugged Cameron Diaz!
I usually do not care about fashion and just sort of like whatever, but that gave me the "What the hell is she wearing?!" reaction last night.
I just dislike the American penchant for blubbery quiplessness. They're obliged to Be Real by not having a prepared speech, but now it's just another cliche. Besides after having seen Halle Berry have a freakin' heart attack when she won her Oscar, nobody else is going to compare.
Well, there's "I will wing it and be sappy" and then there's realio trulio emotional WTF. Halle Berry? Sappily winging it, or just kind of -- excessive with the rhetoric, Ms. Vessel. Backflips on the stage? Could be real WTF. I will tend to suggest that those who can't be funny should be brief; but I'm still bitter that Philip Seymour Hoffman did not bark his acceptance speech like a dog, as he'd once promised (in like the third grade) to do.
That dress is so many kinds of wrong, yet all I can look at is her too severe hair color and lip color. And the black belt. And then the all kinds of wrong dress again. Oh, wait. I guess that's the whole picture.
And what was Vanessa Williams thinking?
And what was Vanessa Williams thinking?
"You know what I want for the Globes? A hair monster to shit on my head. Let's do that!"
As Promised, Hugh Laurie's acceptance speech: [link]
That dress is so many kinds of wrong, yet all I can look at is her too severe hair color and lip color. And the black belt. And then the all kinds of wrong dress again. Oh, wait. I guess that's the whole picture.
Yeah, I started to think... maybe you could just take off the black bow... and the sleeve... and the lipstick... but it's really just the whole thing. However, it's the hair that really makes the whole thing look psycho.
Aww, man. Look what they did to my cute Rachel McAdams.
Fuck you, Hollywood!
Rachel! Run back to Canada, quick!
It's 'orrible.