This year Mickey Rourke gave a career-turning performance in The Wrestler. He won a Golden Globe, was nominated for a SAG, and is a front-runner for the Oscar. I'm not personally a huge fan of his, but I find myself desperately hoping he'll be taking home that Academy Award if only to prevent another sanctimonious acceptance speech by Sean frickin' Penn.
The SAG awards were marred by Mr. Penn's rambling, eye-roll-inducing, self-important speech Sunday night, in which he declared he didn't agree with everything that had transpired at the ceremony in a tone that suggested SAG members should be ashamed they didn't vote in a manner that pleased him, became downright belligerent that Benicio del Toro wasn't nominated for anything for Che, and called TV Oscar commentators "idiots" for insinuating that the Best Actor nominees were in competition for the award, because he's Sean Penn and he doesn't approve of competition between actors (although, I can't help but notice that his disapproval does not go so far as to compel him to remove his name from consideration for these awards.)
Whatever! Shut your pie hole and take your award and be done with it! And Che was literally released the day before you gave that speech and may not even have been eligible for the awards this year, so just say "thank you" and get off the stage!
It's times like these that I wish he'd start making all his movies with Oliver Stone so I could conveniently ignore them together. Maybe they could hit the trifecta and include Renee Zellweger in their unholy alliance. A girl can dream.
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You don't like Renee Zellweger? Who knew?
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