TIM FANNING MY VIEW
Glamour, glitz and some very grumpy A-listers – it must be awards season…
I’ve never quite understood the point of awards ceremonies. Or, at least, the point of televising them. Okay, maybe it’s because I’m not all that interested in seeing whether Halle Berry or Anne Hathaway will be wearing Versace or Donna Karan. Granted, there are worse ways to spend a night in front of the television than watching Hollywood sirens shimmying down the red carpet. It’s once they’re inside the building that the torture begins – the frozen smiles, the fake laughs, and, worst of all, those really awful scripted exchanges between the presenters of the awards, the kind which make you want to crawl into the bit of your armchair where the crumbs and 20-cent pieces live.
Watching the Golden Globes this week, I couldn’t help wondering why they persist with such cringy humour. If you’re going to celebrate the best that Hollywood’s TV and movie industry has to offer, the least you could do is get a decent scriptwriter to pen the jokes. After all, you’ve got a room full of professional actors to deliver them.
The best bit of the ceremony was when Jennifer Lopez arrived on stage with Jason Statham. The latter – who got his big break in Guy Ritchie’s crime caper Lock, Stock And Two Smoking Barrels – has managed to forge a decent career making action movies. But it looked as if J.Lo thought she was announcing her award with the Beverly Hilton’s toilet attendant, such was the sour look on her face. Poor old Jason almost ripped open the golden envelope with his teeth for fear of getting frostbite from his pouting co-presenter. Still, you can’t deny, despite J.Lo’s claims she’s still ‘Jenny from the Block’, that La Lopez has the diva thing down to a fine art.
The arrival of Bill Clinton on stage was enough to send the luvvies into paroxysms. While Barack Obama’s movie-star looks and hip attitude have wowed the denizens of liberal Hollywood, there is still a place in their hearts for the 66-year-old Clinton, who was on-hand to present Lincoln in the Best Drama category. As John Williams’s surging score and images of Daniel DayLewis as honest Abe filled the room, you could feel the fervour. Just as well nobody told them Lincoln was a Republican… It’s one of the most successful shows on American television, and likely to remain so given the canny selection of judges for this twelfth series. Though last season’s judges Jennifer Lopez and Steven Tyler have left, the producers have lined up two starry replacements in diva supremo Mariah Carey and rapper Nicki Minaj. And already the two newcomers are causing trouble (or much-needed pre-publicity, depending on your point of view) with no less a figure than US President Barack Obama weighing into a row that went ‘ too far’ between Carey and Minaj at an audition earlier this year. Alongside Mariah and Nicki on the panel are country crooner – and Mr Nicole Kidman – Keith Urban and long-serving Idol judge and music producer Randy Jackson (all pictured with host Ryan Seacrest, centre). Given Carey’s past histrionics, this could be worth a watch.