E: Didja have fun? I did!
So, okay that mostly went according to plan – but neither Globe winning film has a Best Director nod, which handicaps them tremendously in the overall race. So what did we learn? Really good question.
First, let me say that I thought Tina Fey and Amy Poehler were wonderful. And yes, they did veer slightly into Ricky Gervais territory when they told Taylor Swift to stay away from Michael J. Fox’s son. Ha! Horrifying, mean, but right on the money. And then their nod the Zero Dark Thirty controversy: “when it comes to torture, I trust the lady who spent 3 years married to James Cameron.” You could tell no one was expecting that one. And “Meryl Streep has the flu, and I hear she’s amazing in it.” “She steals it, she steals the flu.” Ha. Sorry not to see you, Meryl, but that was pretty cute.
Maybe I should have started with a run down of winners and losers. Of the six acting categories, I correctly predicted five winners – Anne Hathaway, Hugh Jackman, Jennifer Lawrence, Daniel Day-Lewis and Jessica Chastain. I noted that supporting actor was the most wide open of all the categories, but I incorrectly picked Philip Seymour Hoffman over Christoph Waltz. In fact, Tommy Lee Jones was my alternate, so I wasn’t remotely close to Waltz; you could see that Waltz, who is usually so polished and metaphorical in his language, didn’t expect to win at all either. I don’t think we’re remotely done with surprises in that race. Daniel Day-Lewis (who was there with his wife and one of his sons, yes?) has cemented himself as a frontrunner for Oscar. And how much did you love the collective “aw!” that rippled through the ballroom when he thanked Tony Kushner (passed over for best screenplay). “Every day I have to live without the immeasurable wealth of your language, which reminds me every day of the impoverishment of my own.” Sigh. You do pretty nicely with words on your own, Mr. Day-Lewis.
Speaking of speeches, we had some other nice ones. Anne Hathaway was rather sweet, thanking Sally Field for being a role model of avoiding type casting; the Princess of Genovia felt she owed a debt to the Flying Nun for turning into Norma Rae. Hugh Jackman, it’s a smart move to confess to the entire world that your wife is always right. I’m so bemused that you rode a bike to your Les Mis audition that I can’t even absorb your story about someone stealing the wheels off your bike, though. I told you guys Jennifer Lawrence was hilarious and a straight shooter, didn’t I? Too damn funny. When she thanked Harvey Weinstein for whoever he had to kill to get her up there, in that deadpan voice – and then her brothers, for shaping her character by ruthlessly picking on her (before becoming supportive)? Wonderful. Also, she looked spectacular in that crimson/orange ballgown. At first Jessica Chastain (pretty in a light aqua) stumbled a bit with her words, but she picked up steam talking about strong women in Hollywood, giving a stirring, tear-inducing tribute to Kathryn Bigelow. Both women did themselves a favor with their speeches last night, so I’m not sure we’re any closer to an Oscar winner. Frankly, I don’t see that we’re going to know until Oscar night (even though one of these girls will have to win out at SAG and BAFTA), because Emmanuelle Riva’s clearly beloved performance presents such a confusing wild card possibility.
I correctly guessed Les Mis as the best Musical or Comedy, but I missed on Quentin Tarantino for screenplay and Argo for director and Motion Picture Drama. Does this make Tarantino the favorite for the original screenplay? I can’t say I wasn’t surprised he bested Kushner, but it says little for their Oscar prospects. I loved that he thanked his writing group for letting him listen through their ears. And I have to say, I felt really pleased for local boy Ben Affleck. Especially knowing that he was passed over for Oscar, you can see how utterly thrilled he was, how overwhelmed – that he was enjoying every moment. “I don’t care what the award is,” he said, which is pretty funny because of course he does, “when they put your name next to the names she just read off, it is an exceptional moment in your life. I truly to God never thought that I would be in the same breath with them.” (I liked that he thanked his agent for steering him from obscurity to fame and then through the troubling Bennifer time period, although I wonder if that’s awkward to mention with J.Lo in the same room? Not that he mentioned her by name; she may have been as much a symptom of his confusion as the cause.) Really really nice. Also, it was adorable that he had wife Jennifer Garner thank producing buddies George Clooney and Grant Heslov, since he’d forgotten to. All pretty great.
Miscellaneous moments? Are Cosette and Marius dating? Because it kind of looked that way. I liked that in Argo‘s clip, we get to see Alan Arkin talking about the Golden Globes. (Someone should have practiced reading off the teleprompter with Tony Mendez, though.) How adorable was Mychael Danna, the composer from Life of Pi, telling his wife that “in a room full of starlets” she was the most beautiful woman there. And actually, she was pretty gorgeous; love the sari! I was thrilled that Maggie Smith won, even if she wasn’t there to accept. Does she ever come to award shows? I feel like the answer is no. I loved seeing Nathan Fillion present. I was expecting Homeland to do as well as it did, but I was astounded to hear that Clare Danes is a perfect four for four in Golden Globe wins. I wonder if that’s a record? Also, she’s still wraith-thin; you’d never know she (or Megan Fox, for that matter) just had a baby. Aziz Ansari hitting up Downton Abbey‘s Michelle Dockery for pot – looking for more of her “biscuits” – was pretty entertaining. Adele was probably my favorite winner of the night, even though I wanted The Hunger Games to pick up something, somewhere. “Skyfall” is a terrific song, and she was just so endearing, giggling about how this was just a new mum’s night out and she and her bestie having been pissing themselves laughing. Taylor Swift may have been looking down her perfect little nose, but everyone else was cracking up, including me at home. But then, I might be easy – the President of the Hollywood Foreign Press made me laugh, too.
Oh, I did really like Will Ferrell and Kristen Wiig pretending they knew what the Best Actress in a Comedy/Musical movies were all about. Really great. And then there’s Cecil B. DeMille award winner Jodi Foster, who meandered on with a fake out about coming out that seemed to be wrapped up in an actual coming out, a bit of cursing, a treatise on privacy, and an ode to her (ill? dying?) mother which reduced many of the women in the room (we got to see Cotillard, Emily Deschanel, Kate Hudson, Anne Hathaway and Kristen Wiig) to tears.
And finally, we have the dresses. I loved listening to Tina Fey and Amy Poehler (both of whom looked amazing, though I’m probably more awed by Fey’s two dresses – I love her classic Hollywood glam style) grouse about not getting to eat for weeks in order to fit into their dresses. I loved Clare Danes wild look with the messy hair and all that rock star make up. Didn’t Kristen Bell look adorable pregnant? I loved that she got to read out Max Greenfield’s name, even if he didn’t win. (Plus, I can’t be sorry about Ed Harris, because his incarnation of John McCain was uncanny.) Even though I’m not sold on t-length for the Globes, Marion Cotillard looked fresh and lovely. Now, I wouldn’t exactly say I loved her look, but did anyone else mistake Eva Longoria for a Khardashian when she first walked on stage to present? If I was going to make a list of the dresses I loved, Jennifer Lawrence would certainly make the top three, along with Julianna Margulies (that lace was incredible, not to mention the open back – although on the other hand, the sheer skirt? Maybe I need to take that back) and Lucy Liu in her improbably ballgown made out of baby blue floral curtain fabric. I don’t even know why that worked (the size of the skirt? the perfection of the fit?), but it totally did.
So, gosh. What did you guys think? What did you like? And what the hell do you think this means for Oscar? I’m pleasantly perplexed.