Monday, January 16, 2012

MoM invited to the 2012 Golden Globe® Awards

Gervais: Comic Genius or lager swilling buffoon?
The only thing worse than being invited to the Golden Globe® Awards is not being invited to the Golden Globe® Awards. This year MoM chum Danny Costello security supremo to the stars seated us at a table with a bunch of ashen faced starlets, in haute couture hooker dresses who did nothing but whine as they chased macrobiotic salad leaves around their plates like lap-band bulimics at a laxative convention.

Cretinous ‘Funny man’ Ricky Gervais was the host at this years awards once again. The pie guzzling buffoon swilled lager and insulted guests as per his contract, which caused ripples of  nervous laughter throughout the auditorium at the Beverly Hills Hilton as A-list stars melted fearfully into their seats.

The octogenarian poobahs at the HFPA are to be congratulated once again for their totally baffling movie choices. Mom expected Mission Impossible and Sherlock Holmes Game of Shadows to be the big winners this year, instead the highest accolades were bestowed on a black and white silent movie by a bunch of garlic munching Frenchies. Biggest laughs of the evening came as the aforementioned open-fruit-flan fanciers made rambling and unintelligible acceptance speeches, that barely anyone could understand.

Human waxwork Sidney Poitier who appeared to be heavily medicated, presented Morgan Freeman with the Cecil B. De Mille Award for a lifetime of good chapdom. While other honorees included Woody Allen, who somehow managed to wriggle out of attending in person, Martin Scorsese and Meryl Streep, a woman so short sighted she almost didn’t make the stage, but proved to be thoroughly charming anyway.

Madonna won a gong for best original song, a dirge so painfully awful, MoM is surprised that the cobweb covered committee members of the HFPA could raise their tin ear trumpets to listen to it. Perhaps it is their idea of ‘Young Peoples’ music? Still, the Material Girl did raise a few wry smiles, when she castigated the globulous globes presenter Gervais as a big girls blouse, she wouldn’t want to snog, even if he was the last woman on the planet. Of course not, the Material Girl is a hetrosexual English woman these days aintcha heard Gervais? 

Still it’s all over now until the Oscars next month…The horror never ends…let me tell you, it is Murder on Mulholland.








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