Do we care? I must just a tad or else I wouldn’t be writing this. John Williams nominated not once but twice? Jane Austen, yawn. And the worst part of the evening, no Desperate Housewives. Bastards.
Why not just have your convention at some non-descript convention center, give all the winners an endless amount of time to feel self-important and spare us the boring details.
Hey Hollywood give us something other than formualic warmed over crap to feel good about.
How about a David Lynch directed, Chuck Palahniuk screenplay adaptation of “Geek Love” or a John Waters directed “Alice in Wonderland” with Stacy Keibler in the starring role and Ron Jeremy as the Mad Hatter?