Oscar Nominations Out

Nothing worthy of note, except the expected. The Dark Knight and Chris Nolan got snubbed. The Best Picture category is made up of five movies that range from the barely watchable Milk to the actively suckitudinous Benjamin Button (which got the most noms of any pic, 13). Slumdog Millionaire is the least objectionable of the bunch, but really? The "Best Picture of 2008"?

The only ray of sunshine in the whole mess is Robert Downy, Jr.'s Best Supporting Actor nomination for Tropic Thunder. That one is wholly deserved and you should blow off work today to rent the picture.

Stand by for a hundred people to announce that they are too cool for school and so do not watch movies or, in the alternative, do not care enough about what they do watch to mind the Oscars.

[UPDATE: Jack M.] I am, in fact, too cool for school. I don't often go to movies, and I don't care about the self-indulgent Hollywood circle-jerk that is the Oscars.

So there. Now you know why Gabe is always tasked to watch debate and election coverage on E! and Bravo.

[BANDWAGON UPDATE: Laura W.] Like Jack, I don't watch very many movies either, and never in the theatre. The hump doesn't fit in those little seats.

So we watch 'Edited-for-TV' movies at home.

I've actually come to prefer films that are choppy and missing plot points even as they take 2 1/2 hours to run. Plus, you can get up and make a sandwich once in a while.

I don't know who most of these people at the Oscars are, but I have watched The Blues Brothers 168 times.

[More: DrewM.] Academy Awards? I refuse to watch or recognize them until the lovely and talented Judy Greer is nominated and wins one. Until then they are simply a sham and a farce. I'd rather watch an unending loop of Shamwow and Head On commercials.

[Joining the Party Update: Slublog] - For me, movies are those things delivered to my house in red Netflix envelopes. The last movie I saw in the theater was "The Dark Knight." I'm not a fan of the Oscars, or the so-called 'awards season' in Hollywood. They're all a bunch of self-congratulatory smugfests.

KICK A MAN WHEN HE'S DOWN UPDATE [Dave in Texas]: I'm so cool the butter doesn't melt in my mouth - haven't watched an Oscar "aren't we cool"-fest since, uh, well ever actually. I did see Gran Torino last weekend, and I can pretty much quote lines from Dr. Stranglove verbatim.

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