Sunday, February 22, 2009

I Loved The Part Where The Joker Died Of An Overdose In His Brooklyn Brownstone!

The Oscars are tonight and though my curiosity is limited this year due to my limited movie watching due to a rough year, I do have one rooting interest. I want Heath Ledger to win an Oscar for his portrayal of The Joker in The Dark Knight. Look, I hate superhero movies, comic book movies, space movies, graphic novel movies, anything to do with 300 or Sin City and get physically nauseated when that goddamned Watchmen trailer pops up, but Heath Ledger's portrayal of a paranoid schizophrenic sent chills down my spine. The lip licking and the lying and the lapses into madness was as creepy a villain as I've ever seen. Oh, I know he'll win, but dammit, he should and all we'll hear is how they felt sorry for him and his kid and they love to give posthumous awards (they don't by the way). For chrissakes, he probably should have won for Brokeback Mountain when he was still alive. So, I'll watch just for that.
And am I the only one who is sick to death of Mickey Rourke? Let's hope Sean Penn sends him back to Weirdoville. Out!

1 comment:

Project Christopher said...

I was tired of Mickey Rourke decades ago. what's with that silver tooth? SOMEONE told him it looked good.