The 81st Academy Awards (2008)

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I am happy to report that at this year's Academy Award show all the phony smiles and the insincere adjectives were all left out on the red carpet. (I counted, 26 Fantastics- 21 Amazings and 17 Incredibles) And although some people who know more about stylish fashion than I do said some nasty things about the gowns, I thought everyone looked “mauv-a-lous.”

The show was great. Host Hugh Jackman was a real breath of fresh air. He’s an entertainment triple threat. He can do it all, sing, dance, be humorous, (as opposed to being “funny”) and of coarse he is also an actor which is appropriate for a show giving out awards for people who act. I’m so glad they got rid of those hipper than thou ridiculous comedian hosts who think they are so funny - but are not. Yes you Billy Crystal.

I thought the stage production was first rate and having five star presenters gave out the awards for best actors and supporting actors was a fantastic idea. Way to go!

The down side was Sophia Loren. Please, Sophia, you’re almost eighty, cover yourself up, - your breasts have lost their allure….and that dress…ugh. . Also, enough with the makeup. You looked like you were made of orange plastic. Age gracefully. Your best days are over. You’re no longer twenty, accept it with humility. Don‘t go on embarrassing yourself in public. Genuinely “aged” Italians are beautiful.

The biggest disappointment for me personally was Mickey Rourke. When I saw the Wrestler I said Mickey Rourke was “Randy the Ram” and I foolishly expected that Mickey Rourke had resurrected himself just as the Ram had. I thought he had finally figured it out and he was back, broken but repaired. I was totally wrong. The “new” Mickey Rourke is nothing new. He’s back on the Hollywood phony track with all engines running. He’s got the petal to the metal, getting more miles to the smiles than ever before. So much for being the real deal.

I’m not surprised he didn’t win best actor. When I saw him stagger up to the podium in all his phoniness on the Golden Globes with sun glasses on and his long straggly unwashed hair hanging over his right eye I said to myself…so much for this guy, he’s toast. He just doesn’t get it. We wanted to see Randy the Ram up there not some Las Vegas gambler dude in a white suit coat and white shoes with no socks, dripping with gold and silver chains.. how phony can you get.

You blew into town and caused a real buzz, but its already over pal. We’ll be looking for you working as a casino greeter on some small cruse ship working the L.A. to Acapulco route. I think that’s what your fellow resurrected actor Bert Reynolds is doing these days.

I’m sorry to tell you this Mickey my boy, but this was your last chance to get it right and you blew it big time. You’re 56, grow up, stop smoking, take a good look in the mirror, get yourself some decent clothes, put on some socks and go live in Bakersfield for a few years…you’ll get the picture.

Its really too bad…you could have been a contender…