A waste of a good hour
I watched a little bit of the BAFTAs last night.
It was Herself that suggested it in the hopes that we might see mention of a film worth
pirating downloading watching.
It was the usual Luvvie-Fest. Everyone roared hysterically at the feeblest of jokes and greeted each winner with rapturous applause, with some trying and failing mserably to conceal their disappointment at not winning [so much for acting?].
Naturally every winner had to thank everyone they had ever met, up to and including the bloke who fitted their carpet five years ago. It was tedious in the extreme.
The one bit of interest though was when Whack-Him Phoenix went to collect his award. He looked uncomfortable in the extreme and spent most of his speech staring at his boots as if he wished he was anywhere else on the planet. His speech was a strange sort of halting appeal for “diversity” which was more embarrassing than heartfelt. I got the distinct impression that a gang of transsexual negroes was holding his children hostage to force him to make his speech.
The whole exercise was a bit of a waste of time. The candidates for Best Film were a load of crap with only one exception – “1917”. Now that was a good film.
I have already seen it.
How I wish that they had paid Ricky Gervaise just to walk on.
Say nothing, just hand an envelope to wotsisface and walk off.
The squeaking of ring pieces would have been audible.
Why Ricky Gervaise if he doesn't say anything? They could just haul in some bloke off the street to do the same thing? It would be a lot cheaper.
Transsexual negroes? Haven't heard of that one before. I'm sure there are some it’s just I've never heard the two terms used together in one sentence before. Well done–I think. 😉