Golden Globes, Old Friends
Let’s stick with television. I watched most of the “Golden Globes,” known more familiarly as the “Cleavage and Stubble Showcase.” I trued switching from a live Kiefer Sutherland to a taped Jack Bauer to see if he could save the hostages and the world on “24.” I had never watched much of the show, but was pleasantly surprised to see my buddy James Morrison playing the role of Bill Buchanan, an apparent reoccurring gig.
The Globes, one precursor to Oscar, is reportedly the best party of the year in Hollywood. It’s also a wakeup call for us slackers who have yet to see some of the films being nominated and honored. The fact that “Brokeback Mountain” won four Globes will probably anger a bunch of folks and probably send a bunch of others to the box office.
In the vernacular, stay tuned.
It was a giggle to watch the four nominated actresses from “Desperate Housewives, in anticipation of the Best Actress in a Television Drama award, holding hands like a quartet of coeds before the prom queen is announced.
I laughed out loud when Mary-Louise Parker, the only other nominee in the category won for “Weeds.”
Quickly back to the terminal when bad guys were in charge, but alas, Bauer had worked some sort of magic. I missed it … but it is always good to see James.