Sir Paul McCartney! The audience is excited. "Hello! My name is Paul McCartney, or, as I'm known, That Guy From Rock Band." Best Animated Film! GOOOOOOOOOOOO you know what, never mind. I always jinx things by rooting for them. By the way, in case you did not know: "Animation is not just for children. It is also for adults who take drugs." So we have Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, Coraline, Fantastic Mr. Fox, The Princess and the Frog, and Up, which wins. Man, it is a tough category this year. Pete Docter is enthusiastic. The orchestra starts playing softly, HINT.
WOLFMAN WOLFMAN WOLFMAN! YAAAAAAY. I keep hearing that the production is troubled, but all the trailers have looked good! I live in hope.
(As you may be able to tell, we're at commercials now, but I just can't bring myself to hit post after only two paragraphs.)
"Please welcome the star of Nine..." That does not narrow it down, Announcer Man. "... Kate Hudson!" I am not sure what's going on with the top/bodice of her white gown--it kind of looks like my attempt at wrapping a present--but I'm not entirely sure I approve of it. And you know... I wanted to see Nine, but... I did not hear good things about it. Woe.
Gervais: "Well! It's going well, isn't it? We've had some worthy winners... and some... not-so-worthy ones." And now he's pimping the Invention of Lying DVD, much the way he already pimped the British Office DVDs, and my thought is not so much that this is "delightfully" tacky as it makes me wonder what else he can think of to shill. "One thing that can't be bought is a Golden Globe. Officially." Big, slightly uneasy laugh. I have no idea what this has to do with Felicity Huffman, who comes out in a peach drape/sparkle halter.... wow. She is so incredibly drunk. She trips up on the TelePrompter so bad that she has to start over twice. "I, like Ricky Gervais, will never be asked to do this again." Ah, the point of this was to introduce Philip Burke, "the man you would buy a Golden Globe from," I get it now. He is an official of some kind, therefore I have no idea what he said.
Jane Krakowski and Neil Patrick Harris, who starts mocking their large foreheads, which is a nice setup except for the fact that... Krakowski doesn't really have one. It's a setup for a joke about Alec Baldwin staring at her boobs with great professionalism, basically. OH MY GOD HELP I AM NOT TYPING FAST ENOUGH. Aw, Michael C. Hall wins for Dexter, that's nice. Lead in a TV drama, I'm assuming? I am so out of practice at this liveblogging thing. Wow, the announcer says he was in Cabaret, which NPH was also in. Interesting.
Best Actress TV Drama thing! Anna Paquin won this last year for True Blood, IIRC, and I have to tell you that I didn't understand it even then. Except that... well. HBO's a big spender. (What? I love her! I'm just saying: Sookie's not a Great Thespian Role.) Yay Julianna Margulies! I like her. "Glenn Close! I'd bow down, but... the dress would rip. [Black skirt, red sparkle assymetrical on top.] I'd just like to thank Les Moonves, for believing in the ten o'clock drama." The audience laughs: it's a subtle Leno-related slam at NBC.
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