Hey y’all! It’s been a busy few days, and there are many things happening in our culture all at once. There was some speech about the State of the Somethingorother, and there was also theÂ announcement of Oscar nominations and the season 3 premiere of RuPaul’s Drag Race.
Much has been said about all three, but I can’t resist throwing in my two cents about two of these subjects. I’ll choose… oh… The Oscars and The Queens. Let’s begin!
- Like all right-thinking people, I am horrified that “You Haven’t Seen the Last of Me,” recently identified as a great modern power ballad, did not get nominated for Best Song. I guess we have seen the last of this song. At least on the awards circuit. (HA!)
- In this post at NPR’s Monkey See Blog, Linda Holmes persuasively argues that the expanded Best Picture field is a good idea. I agree with her, and I certainly think this year’s slate is full of worthy, interesting films, which is kind of amazing. Think of all the years when the list of five included a dubious choice. (Yes, Scent of a Woman, Crash, Chocolat, and The Big Chill, I am looking at you.)
- Since I’m still reeling from the life-sucking pretentiousness ofÂ Babel, I will not be seeing Innaritu’s new movie Biutiful, despite Javier Bardem’s nominated performance. It’s the same principle that makesÂ Letters from Iwo Jima the only Best Picture nominee from the last twenty years that I haven’t seen. When a filmmaker drives me crazy, then I have to step back, step out, and step on.
- In retrospect, I should have put The Fighter on my dream Oscar ballot. That was just my hastiness talking, not my response to the film. The textured performances, the emotionally trenchant writing, David O. Russell’s fiery direction: I loved it all. Thus, I am pleased to see the film get so many nominations, and if there’s a Supporting Actress tie between Amy Adams and Melissa Leo, then I won’t holler anything but praise.
- John Hawkes! Mark Ruffalo! Christian Bale! Jeremy Renner! Give or take a Geoffery Rush, and I would make out with every single nominee in the Supporting Actor category. And hell… if he talked to me all smart, I’d probably spare a peck for Rushie. (Oh, and they all gave good performances, too. Good on Hawkes for his semi-surprise inclusion.)
- I know that NayPort is the front runner, and lord knows I loved her in Black Swan, but I really want Annette Bening to win Best Actress. Isn’t it time, America?
RuPaul’s Drag Race, Season 3
- Silly me!Â When I pre-judged the queens last fall, I said that Raja would “have to do a lot to impress me.” Turns out, all she had to do was stroll in wearing a Cyclops hat. Insta-love. She’s smart, confident, gorgeous as a man, and just a little mysterious. Plus, bitch can work a runway. True, “mysterious” may end up being a euphemism for “blank inside,” but for now, I choose to believe she is hiding a perfume bottle of allure that she soon will spray all over he world.
- Roommate Joe has really outdone himself with his early ranking of this year’s queens. His spot-on comments made me laugh out loud.
- Mimi. Girl. Have you not seen this show before? Learn to sew. And I know for a fact that you have worked the Virgin Mary routine before. It was a good call for this week, falling back on a sure thing, but how do you expect to survive if you don’t cultivate the basic skills that the show obviously requires? They teach basic hemming at the Learning Annex, and it’s cheap to enroll.
- My early predictions about Raja were wrong, but I was totally right about loving Mariah. She says hilarious shit in the background, while all the other bitches are fighting for my attention, and that tells me she doesn’t need to prove her greatness to any damn body. She can just be great. Case in point: During the first episode of Untucked, when Phoenix and Venus “Crazy” D-Lite are bickering about who crushed ornaments first, Mariah just says, “Yeah, we were talking about that.” And Â she says it like such a concerned friend that you can tell she isÂ actually a shady bitch. Sneaky, queen! Sneaky!
- Angels are weeping for joy over Shangela’s return, whom I adore for her humor and her obvious decency (which is a rare commodity on this show.) Hooker may not know how to sew a skirt, and she may have some issues with that wig, but her attitude is so delightful that I want her to make top four. At least.