Austin used to be the film capital of the world. Back in the 70's and early 80's, there was a film, a good film, showing on every corner. I'm taking back my town, so sit back down and shut back up.
While ya'll are watching the Golden Globes, I'll be enjoying Paulo Jared Leto Gucci on a loop!
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Yeah, fuck it, Golden Globes. Even tho you tried to save racist face by getting Snoop to give out the nominations, it was a little smidge too obvious. I love me some Snoop Dogg, but Jesus, ya'll are way beyond beyond. I was waiting for two noms, that of Lady Gaga for her portrayal of Patrizia Reggiani Gucci in which she literally becomes the role. You just love her. Go Gaga go go go!! I ate up the movie like it was a big huge box of candy. And it was.
But, the sick feeling you get from eating too much candy is how I feel about the missed nomination for Jared Leto. Since I saw House of Gucci, I've been reciting Paolo lines like crazy. It's stuck on me and I'm stuck on him.
One of the best performances I've ever seen in my life of watching great supporting roles from the greats. Somebody who I can always count on to chew up the scenery in a most delightful way. James Coburn. Benecio del Toro. Willem Dafoe, Brad Dourif. Strother Martin. Bo Hopkins. L.Q. Jones. Warren Oates. Anybody in a Peckinpah 70's film. That goes for Altman, too. Christoph Waltz. And so on. And so on.
But, back to Paulo. "But, it'sa chic-a." "You pick-ed a real firecracker." Nobody has ever said that to me. No-bod-y!" "Stop, you're going to make me cry. You're going to make me cry!"
So, GG's, you fucked up. Like I said, I'll be home watching Paolo on a loop. Whip it out now. Entertain me.
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