I just re-watched “The Devil Wears Prada,” and it left a sour taste in my mouth, again! This is due, mainly, to the disbelievable premise of the flick. No one gives up couture as easily as that bitch did! No one.
But one thing is tried and true: Anne Hathaway is darling in Chanel!
And Chanel Ms. Hathaway wore in attendance to the 2008 National Board of Review Awards Gala at Cipriani the other night.
Annie was also recognized, by way of award, for her role in “Rachel Getting Married.” Something Annie herself was slated to perform until the FBI came along and whisked her shinning Italian knight – Rafaello Follieri, away to the tune of some 5 years in prison.
But word has it she has found a new “knight” (more like a toad in desperate need of a spell,) named Adam Schulman, who she was reportedly spotted “sucking face with” in her driveway right before the Golden Globes.
Resilient and talented that one is.
Well the accolades I am all to happy to celebrate, I do luv watching Annie on the big screen. Her quick recovery, no so much! But that’s just my bitter single ass acting up.
Will her streak carry onto the much coveted Oscars? Me thinks she will get a nom but not award! But I could be wrong…
Sometimes I am befuddled at the rave over certain films. I swear I am in disconnect, cuz I just don’t get the excitement.
“Slumdog Millionaire,” is one of those films. And before you asks yourself if I have seen the flick – the answer is No! I don’t like the American game show so I little want to see a movie depicting the ins-and-outs of this premise.
People, however, are in a sincere tizzy over this film. And it doesn’t end there – the excitement extends to the films Bollywood (resembling) stars.
Dev Patel, the films’ lead, who looks like he needs some serious Western fast food intake, is being heralded as the next top gunner on the big screen. Not that this means much in the grander scheme of things – do you recall the mayhem the gender bender lead caused from “A Crying Game?” Case and point!
In any event, Patel walked the line at the National Board of Review Awards last night – I think he was receiving the Best Breakthrough Performance trophy and his director, Danny Boyle, was to receive something or other else… I couldn’t help but be struck at how earnestly sincere his reaction was to all the attention. How refreshing such reactions can be…
But my next and immediate thought was was how damn skinny the boy is! I swear he almost disappeared when he turned sideways.
Seriously, WTF! Do some push-ups boy… On the other hand, he has a big nose and long thumb!
The National Board of Review Awards is one of those venues that tends to kick off the “it’s an honor just to be nominated!” season.
Everyone gets into a tizzy over coverage and garnishing a proper spot indoors, as it is generally accompanied by frigid temperatures, is all folks concentrate on. And this years shindig was no exception. I swear the witches tit was glazed with ice!
So I was all giddy at having procured an indoor spot, if only having to straddle two ladders and bending so far over the front row of fotogs that I think the assigned security assumed I was part of a Cirque du Soleil audition.
But one does what one must, to get the photo, and with a roster of A-listers that included the lovely Salma Hayek, I couldn’t rightly bitch too much (I could really, I was warm!)
Of my hundreds of photos, I sincerely believe the attitude Salma is demonstrating in this pic, with the girls so prettily encased, says it all.
I’ll give you more of the attendees a little later…