the oscars, baz luhrmann, and my one half-arousing night
i rarely watch the oscars, and i honestly could say i am not a fan. it just so happened that tonight did not present other TV options, so i watched it, while Googling. i now write as i watch, and oberve and take part.
when you see it in such a way, the oscars really is a celebration of an art, the medium being motion pictures, which i love so much, being a movie maniac. us here in the philippines, we may not care too much about the oscars, but heck, let me give it a shot.
i can say that this year’s oscar is a lot more mature and serious, and seriously funny, mainly because of the yummy hugh jackman, who sang and danced his way into a million ladies’ hearts. ben stiller stole the show and gave everyone a reason to laugh heartily when he parodied the great yet currently and seemingly confused Joaquin Phoenix, with his beard and glazed appearance.
i appreciate the “sensitivity towards recession” the actors had shown in wearing less opulent jewelries, yet remaining pleasant to the eyes. jennifer aniston was particularly beautiful, and so was rival and my personal goddess, angelina jolie.
as i watched the awards show, i now understand how this night is not only a night for the stars to show off their stuff, but really, you can feel such respect and reverence for the art that these talented people have, which is shown by the way they showcase the movies that were produced throughout the year, the careful direction and extra effort in the execution of the whole awards night.
i had been a big, big worshipping fan of BAZ LUHRMANN. for those who do not know him, he directed, produced and wrote the movies Romeo and Juliet, Moulin Rouge and Australia. But I first heard and was awed by him when I first heard and fell in love with the essay song “Wear Suncreen” in 1999. now, i am a much bigger, bigger worshipping fan of Baz Luhrmann, after seeing Hugh Jackman and Beyonce’s performance in “That” production number. they sang songs from different movies, and my, what a production that was. i could never have expected less from the Director-god, Baz Luhrmann, but man, this was really good.
By the way, Beyonce’s nipple peeked out for a while.
Below, Getty images from her performance, ending with an AP snap and a NSFW zoom.
hmmm..
really, eye-popping, huh?
well, one thing’s for sure. i temporarily lost my serious oscar fever and started thinking about that nipple….. damn.
i couldn’t have stopped salivating on that nipple if not for the original song nominees performance, which featured my new favorite a.r. rahmann, and the super delicious john legend. i was so impressed by the drum works, and of course to mention that handsome chinese-looking drummer. Jai Ho is such a powerful song, and so was Down to Earth from Wall E.
Queen Latifah was beautiful in blue, and totally proved that black and fat can be beautiful, and really talented. She sang with such aplomb and heart that it tore me apart. She sang while featuring the artists who passed away this year. I didn’t even know that Michael Crichton is now dead. Also Sydney Pollack, Charlston Heston (who was Moses in the Ten Commandments and was Marc Anthony in Julius Caesar), Ingmar Bergman, and of course, Heath Ledger.
writer’s block follows….another damn…
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