The Academy just doesn't get it

One of these days the Academy will get it right. Sooner or later there will be a year when everyone agrees with me and I won't have to moan about anything. Meanwhile, I won't be holding my breath, and instead  just give a quick account of my last night.

On Saturday I put my 'grand plan' on action and stayed up until four in the morning, thinking it'd then help me survive the following night. Well, as wondefully clever the plan was, it fell flat as I was up and ready to go at ten the next morning. So, with a poor night of sleep behind me and my inexplicable inability to take a nap preventing me from properly preparing myself, I swigged down a can of energydrink and hoped the Oscar ceremony would once again prove to be the best drug. It did! After the shortest six hours of the year were over, sleeping felt like the worst idea ever. I was even hoping for an early lecture to attend to. There weren't any, unfortunately.

So I had to force myself to sleep a few restless hours. But only a few. Which is why I won't be writing a proper post about the ceremony and the results today. I'm simply not capable. Only thing I'm capable of is staring at the clock and hoping it'd be ten already, so that it'd be okay to go to bed. The post will have to wait until the weekend, I'm afraid. There is just too much of everything right now. And not only too much time before bedtime. (I realised today it the last day of February. Which means that, according to my New Year Resolution, I should see Mulholland Drive today. However, I'm not stupid enough to do that, so I excuse myself for violating my own rules and see the film some day when my head isn't so hazy to begin with.)

One or two words about the Oscars, however. I was quite happy about the results, and felt the great minds were really thinking alike this year. Then two of the most important awards went where they shouldn't have gone, so that's that, the Academy clearly doesn't have enough great minds in their midst. Unlike majority of people, I liked both Anne and James. There were quite a few funny moments and I'm still giggling thinking about Russell Brand and Alec Baldwin's "You just got INCEPTIONED!" and Twilight the Musical. There we some really nice dresses, I think Scarlett Johansson and Hailee Steinfield's were my favourites. It was an awesome night, and next year is way too far away.

Oooh, not long before ten o'clock, now. I will sleep so well you won't believe it.

Photos from dailymail.com.

Some pre-Oscar sentiments

Tonight's the night! And I figured this might me a good time for me to wake the blog up from its sudden hibernation. Life's been a bit of a roller-coaster recently... February was a bit weird from the beginning, and as if my poor head wasn't already spinning badly enough after the news that I'll be spending the fall in the U.S., the next day my grandfather passed away and my spirits were hurled from extreme high to extreme low in a split second. So I took a little break from blogging. But life resumes. And so does blogging.

Now, the Oscars. I don't feel as well prepared for the big night as I sometimes have been, and as I should be. I hadn't even had the time or the mood to feel excited until yesterday, when I was planning tonight with a friend and I realised how cool and awesome it will be once again. I haven't seen as many of the Best Picture nominees as I was supposed to, as I've only seen six instead of the possible eight: didn't go see True Grit because of all the recent mayhem and Black Swan won't come to my local cinema until next week, damn it. Winter's Bone will probably never even make it this far and frankly, I don't give a damn about The Fighter. I haven't seen many boxing movies but I've seen enough to know they're not for me.

I also forgot to print the Oscar ballot from IMDb, so I scribbled my predictions down on a piece of paper. And no, I will not share them with you, at least not yet. I think this year my goal with the predictions is to get none right. I mean, of course Toy Story 3 will win every single category it's nominated in, right? (Well, it'll win some. But not all. Though it damn well should, says I.)

Some positive things. 1) Due the said lack of time and mood, I also haven't been following the experts' predictions as much as usually. Which I've found quite nice! Maybe some of the results will even surprise me a little. 2) RDJ will present! 3) Tonight I get to stuff myself with food until I bloat, because that's a significant part of the Oscars. 4) I was able to stay up late last night, so tonight should be a piece of cake. Not that it's ever been particularly challenging. As soon as the show begings, sleeping is the last thing on your mind.

Aw, it'll be awesome. I just hope The King's Speech won't win the Best Picture.

I'm coming, Dorothy!

Howdy, folks. It's been a bit quiet here in my blog for some days now. Actually, the whole month has been a bit unusual. I have seen so few films I'm a bit ashamed of myself! And though some of them have been very good ones, I haven't managed to write posts about them. There's been school and stuff and school and other, um, distractions. So, with a promise that this blog will NOT turn into a personal diary anytime soon, here is one more post about everything besides movies. Please bear with me.

So, today I learned that I will be spending next autumn term (well, I guess I should now learn to say 'fall term') in the Emporia State University. In Kansas. In the United States. Of America. Oh my! I've never been in the States (in fact, I've never been outside Europe), so I'm more excited than I can even say. Though I'm still waiting for the news to really sink in. That'll take some time. Meanwhile, I'll keep randomly freaking out, and continue the failed attempts to study for an approaching exam and to finish the essay that was due a week ago.

But yeah. Kansas, baby. I promised a friend I'll read Wizard of Oz in the plane. Maybe that'll help me survive that painfully long flight.

Two James McAvoy trailers

... Honestly, I'm not too excited about either of these films. But I will pretend that I am, for my darling James. Glad to see him back in business. (Still, I have no idea what's going on in the X-Men trailer.)

Saturday in three pictures and thirty seven words

Learn the art of Kyykkä. Three games played. Three games lost.

Have a break from drinking. Enjoy Kurt and Burt.

Dance Macarena so that your muscles are still sore on Monday. Go to sleep in the morning.

Movie Moment: waking up in Vegas (...or Tampere?)

The Movie Moment of the Week can be found under this link. It involves a promise of a night to remember, a tiger, a chicken, a missing tooth... It's the worst morning-after ever!

(... And it is hopefully NOT what my Sunday morning will look and feel like.) This weekend I'm going to be frolicing around Tampere in red overalls, so I'll therefore be silenced until next week, when I'm back in blogging business. Assuming I'm in a good enough shape to sit up in front of a laptop, I mean.

Why Anne and James will most probably rock the Oscars