I would have molested the shit out of Piven. He was robbed! He deserved Best Actor of a TV sitcom/comedy/musical/min-series..whatever. HE deserved it. He's the funniest fucker on TV. And looked GOOOOOD too! I wish I could have found a pic of him on the Golden night. Mmm. Mmm. Good.
I would have kidnapped Rachel Weisz. Taken her to the nearest salon and had that hair redid. What the hell happened. It looked like someone from Star Trek was in charge. And that dress....oh that dress. Looks like the craft lady from Michael's attacked her with a huge bulk of raffia. Know what I mean? I think she's pregos, but this ain't the way to work with the belly. She's a hot little number. But here, she's some crushed gold drapes.
I would have slapped some sense into Drew Barrymore. Come. On. The girl KNEW you could see, not only her saggy, 'ol titties, but her Nipples and aeriolas. Really. Nothing left to be desired. As if we were desiring her in the first place. Come to think of it, does Drew ever wear a bra? Drew, sweetie, we all know you have tits. We've seen them a lot....Remember that dirty little movie you did called Poison Ivy? Yeah, everyone's seen it, so you need not remind us. We already have your nude bod committed to memory. Against our will. And the Playboy's, etc. etc.....WE GET IT. See the girls at FUG for more judement on this issue.
I would have high-fived Steve Carrell. Great Speech. I love it when funny people are funny. Maybe the best speech of the night. Only the people in the room know agents names, so what the hell do we care that you're thanking your manager Sheryl Lowenstein for making your dreams a reality. Snooze. Carrell is a funny mutha-fucker that keeps it up at all times. Nice one.
I would have congratulated Jamie Foxx for becoming the next Will Smith. I think the transformation is complete. He is now the black man that America can agree on. He's got the bling. He's wearing the faded aviators. indoors. Cracking "ha ha black man" jokes. Giving out awards. Wearing crazy suits. Yep,
he's made it alright. Soared up from the depths of bad comedy to the heigth of critical drama. Congratulations, Jamie Foxx (with 2 x's). But, remember this guy?
I would have tried to be BFF with Reece Witherspoon. Not only is she GL's new celebrity lust (bumped off Sienna for that title), but she is adooooorable. Honestly, she could be a real bitch in private, who knows. But she looked so cute, so happy, so friendly, so thankful. I just wanted to hunker down, watch some old movies, eat popcorn and drink an expensive bottle of wine -that she provides of course. I also saw "Walk the Line" the same day as the awards, and she was equally as good-hearted. Might have had something to do with it. I just feel like she would be the type of person I could call and dish with.
Hi Reece, what's up?
Ah nothing, Virg, just having lunch with Ryan and the kids. Wanna join us?
Ah, no. Don't want to intrude. Just wanted to talk.
Well of course. You know I ALWAYS make time for my friends. What's up? Shh kids, I'm on the phone.
Ya know? Can't you just see the genuine southern girl oozing out of her perfect complexion?
I would have taken out the Desperate Housewives with an oozy. I'm not a violent person. But these ladies make me ILL. I HATE THEM. LOATHE THEM. DESPISE THEM. Why does America like them? They're ugly. Fake. Crazy. Bad Actresses (except Felicity Huffman). Dumb (See Terri Hatcher). I hate everything they stand for. I hate that Good Morning America talks about them over "the water cooler." No one even talks at a water cooler. It's just moment of awkwardness waiting for Nancy from accounting to fill his Nalgene. They also dressed ugly. So bleh. I stil my tongue out at you. Mainly because I don't own a gun, this is all I can do.
I would have peed my pants laughing soooo hard at Zach Braff drinking a BUDWEISER. AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. Sometimes ya just want to see that. Could it have been anymore perfect? Did anyone else catch this? What else would Zach Braff drink, right? I mean, he's a fucking DUDE. I'm just glad he doesn't deny it.
I would have pointed, whispered and laughed at Mariah Carey. Come. On. She's a fat, pudgy baby stuck in an adults body. Just once. Once. I wish she would wear something that fit her. Damn. We know you got Back, girl. No reason to shout. And your boobies. Yeah, they sure are big. We know. Who did your hair, your niece? I don't think I've seen that DOO since '90...in Missouri when my old friend from 6th grade, Tamika, came in for picture day all snazzed up. You AIN'T no vision of love here, baby. But you do what you think is right Mariah, or should we call you Mimi?
Guess it was better that I chose not to attend the awards. I would have gotten kicked out. Wrestled to the ground or even suffered a sugar attack from the Housewives. Or probably finally given that restraining order to keep clear of Gwyneth. Didn't she look Lovely????

Nice work sister, but the enormity of the Hollywood mutual jerk-off that is any awards show, is getting harder to stomach. Why should we care?
Posted by: D-town | January 18, 2006 at 05:27 PM
Thank you. I thought I was the only one who hated the Desperate Housewives. Total yuck.
Posted by: MIM | January 18, 2006 at 10:58 PM
Don't touch my Piven woman!
Posted by: heidi | January 18, 2006 at 11:19 PM
i think ari gold is a great character.
but honestly, jeremy piven shines on "entourage" because he's surrounded by quite possibly the worst actors possible. they all play themselves - and when they actually have to act, like in the season finale, it blows miserably.
but i like him.
hug it out.
Posted by: steveoh | January 19, 2006 at 01:26 AM
Wow...I've heard about Drew's nips like 57 times in less than 48 hours. That's impressive.
I'm so glad I missed it and thanks for the recap.
Posted by: V | January 19, 2006 at 07:19 AM
As a girl who ALWAYS ALWAYS has to wear a bra because of my large, ahem, mammories I understand that sometimes you just want to say FUCK it and go freeballin (or freeboobin in this case). I however would not have chosen an awards show do make my stand.
But really can you blame Drew? It's called the Golden GLOBES - and that just ain't a coincidence.
Posted by: tweets | January 19, 2006 at 09:52 AM
I CANNOT STAND DH. Whyeeee is it on? I didn't really watch the GG either. Thanks for the recap. I flipped through a couple of times so I caught Drew and that dress. EEEEEK!
Posted by: gina | January 19, 2006 at 06:43 PM
I fucking love you, crazy v for breaking this shit down like a circus clown. And I agree on all counts. You already know of my hatred for the Housewives. DESPISE. And Melanie Griffith? Seriously? That voice? That whispery voice? And her deer-in-the-headlights daughter who was too fucking scared to smile but we'll still make her Miss Golden Globe anyway? WTF?
Steve Carell and his speech....loved it, loved him, loved that someone ELSE thanked his wife later too. Reece - has long been at my celebrity dream lunch table too. I just want to roll through Sephora with her (on her tab, naturally) then go grab some lunch and chat about what it was like to be stuck at the table with kookoo Shirley Maclaine.
Gwynneth, looked lovely but bored. But if I had her life I guess i'd be bored at the Golden Globes too. Bitch. Give me back my life.
Posted by: Rbrown | January 19, 2006 at 06:56 PM
okay, I NEVER correct silly little mistakes, but your spelling of Uzi was so cute I wanted to reach into the screen and give you a hug. Only a girl would spell Uzi oozy! I would SO like to have seen you take them bitches out with something nice and oozy.
Posted by: dutch | January 20, 2006 at 12:06 PM
Fucking awesome, Virgo! Definitely the best (and funniest) round-up of the Golden Globes I've read so far. You crack my ass up!
Posted by: MetroDad | January 20, 2006 at 01:53 PM
http://www.youtube.com/w/Drew-Barrymore-No-Bra-SNL?v=cnMHlRiyIbk
There you go!
Posted by: tweets | January 24, 2006 at 08:36 AM
Was Terri Hatcher on crack? Staple that scrawny butt to a chair! This was a hoot, and right on the money. I cannot watch Jamie Foxx without thinking of his show. I saw the preview for Miami Vice the other day and even though I know that he and Colin Farrell are being serious, I about peed my pants. I kept waiting for the punch line.
Loved Drew on Saturday Night Live, at least she can laugh at herself...after all, we are.
Posted by: mabel | January 25, 2006 at 09:35 AM