Ah, Oscar night. Another award show I did not care to watch full of films I do not care to see. The King's Whatever was the big winner. Another period drama for those who have periods. Like I'm supposed to give a shit about some royal twit's stuttering problem? And why the American obsession with English royalty? Do we really need to concern ourselves with the romantic entanglements of a marginalized group of inbred dweebs? Next years Oscar contender -
The King's EnemaCan an impudent Page of the Back Stairs ease His Majesty's impaction before the annual royal fox hunt on St. Swithen's Day?
"Is the water too cold, your majesty?"
"Do you dare to sit on the King's Throne!"
Now I'm sure the King's Whatever was quite inspiring and I'm sure the costumes were correct down to the last button and the accents were spot on but this stuff is really not my cup of tea. It's not even about the interesting King George. I probably won't bother with it unless forced into it by my life partner. Inception was pretty good and I'll definitely catch True Grit but a film about fighting brothers and their over bearing mother. Nah. I know all about that. I'm a simple man with simple tastes. Toy Story 3 made me cry. And I'm not ashamed to admit it. And it wasn't just because of Randy Newman's music.