Here's Halle Berry. Wow, she's got some floor-length ruffles going on here--sort of a dull citrus color. She presents the Finding Neverland clip. Johnny still looks... well, he looks deadpan. The way he always does. You know, I'm pleased to see that a year's delay in release (due to Peter Pan coming out first) hasn't hurt this movie.
Here's Will Ferrell with... an eyepatch? (Oh, I forgot to comment on Brunette!Renée. Renée, hon? Turn away from the Dark Side.) Heeeee, Will has his glasses on over his eyepatch, which is apparently related to a "tragic voting accident." Whee, Comedy/Musical actress! I'm rooting for Kate, who gets a huge cheer, although I would be equally (okay, not equally) happy with a win for Emmy Rossum, who... just lost to Annette Bening. Fucker. I was going to say that I think getting musically groped for two hours is an achievement any young girl should be proud of, but it kind of doesn't matter, because SUUUUUCK. Bening is speaking... very slowly. Very carefully. Enunciating. Clearly. God, I hope she's fighting off intoxication, or else it's just creepy. Then she thanks Warren Beatty for lunch at "the... pizza joint?" Yeah, she's drunk. If not high as a kite.
(Dear Kate Winslet: Please come over to my house if you are sad. I have booze.)
This must be Best Drama Series--hey! It's Brad Dourif! Hi, Brad Dourif! You're sort of beardly in this clip, but I love you, Brad Dourif! LOST LOST LOST! WHEE! LOST! They show a clip from Agent Shrapnel's Death Episode. In the rain. With the yelling. "I saw your mugshot, Kate! *I* AM NOT A MURDERER!" LOST! LOST! LOST! LOST! Aaaand... Nip/Tuck wins. MOTHERFUCKER. It's official. The Hollywood Foreign Press Association hates me. Me, personally. Except for the Clive Owen thing. I think that was just a bone they threw me to take me off my guard.
Also? The N/T guy says something about Chex Mix. You all KNOW that Chex Mix is my Kryptonite. THE CONSPIRACY IS OFFICIAL.