So that's it, the Oscars ... Three unpublished
I've always wondered what it was like the Oscars. What was the great American film community each year for the last weekend of February (it was not always in that period) while I, ensconced under my duvet winter, traditionally j'enlaçais and Morpheus her soft arm. Nope, despite my addiction to the movies, I never considered the Oscars live on ... to a fault in the broadcast nightly from Sunday to Monday night on a pay channel that I have ever owned.
Every year I looked at our Oscars us,
Caesars, and every year I heard and read here and there that the French were the Oscars ceremony of the poor, without the ceremonial show in the U.S. the rewards in a cramped atmosphere. I was sure since always, the Oscars, it had to be something other than the Caesars. More punchy, more fun, more crazy.
Friday evening I was obviously attracted by the same curiosity annually by the Caesars. Charmed without being conquered by the number of Antoine de Caunes master of ceremonies. Amused by sketches browsing evening. Excited by the victory of Anne Alvaro and César for Best Actress in a Supporting Role. Disappointed by the defeat of Raphael Personnaz, but comforted by a nice speech by Edgar Ramirez. Surprised by the Best Actress Sara Forestier. Punter on the dress overwhelmed Leila Bekhti (eh no, no breast did revealed!). Happy for the recognition of Polanski.
But this weekend, I had the head at the Oscars. Because this year, I was seeing for the first time the Hollywood ceremony, in direct live on Canal +, the long red carpet star around midnight for an Oscar for Best Film at first light (although at this time of year, at 6 o'clock in the morning, it's still dark!) .
So what, the Oscars? At least the Oscars 2011, since I have no point of comparison and I will not speculate as to generalize from a single event ... It's already half past two red carpet. Two hours and thirty minutes watching the stars do their arrival, found their way to the entrance of the Kodak Theater in Los Angeles, shaking hands, smacking kisses, posing for the equipment, and answering questions from journalists around the famous carpets.
I pass on the winds took down the red carpet by Didier Allouch, one of the few journalists to drive knowing his job on TV, even if Oscar does not see it, and Lawrence Weil (cons ... by him) and his two guests Gilles Lellouche and Jean-Paul Rouve. What interested me is what would happen inside the Kodak moment with James Franco and Anne Hathaway would enter the stage to present the ceremony.
Part of the excitement there was to discover the 2011 Oscars was precisely in this unique duo of presenters. Franco and Hathaway followed a tradition of professional laugh (Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin, Jon Stewart, Billy Crystal, Chris Rock ...) or born showmen (Hugh Jackman), which was therefore a surprising choice.
Franco, who has proved in recent years a jack-of-all fascinating, intense actor in Gus Van Sant, David Gordon Green at Comic, apprentice filmmaker in college, aspiring writer, artist presentation, and even soap actor, could be the star of the evening.
But if there's one thing to remember the progress of those Oscars 2011, is how the actor has proved a poor host . Rigid, detached, without an ounce of glibness or spark, Franco went through the night like a ghost, unable to inject any pace, any humor, any stage presence. Beside her, Anna Hathaway struggled as she was certainly aware that his partner one night completely misses its role, but she could not save the furniture alone. Wow. After that, nobody can criticize the presentation of the Caesars by comparing the thing with the show at the American Academy Awards, on pain of being retorted "Anyway, it was not worse than the Oscars presented in 2011 by James Franco . Nullissime Jimmy. To see him play with his iPhone on stage was to wonder if he has not done on purpose. The Americans will think twice before criticizing the wickedly funny wit of Ricky Gervais, much more exciting at the Golden Globes ...
So, we must admit, this presentation was well soft leaded evening. It took rely on a scenic appearance of Billy Crystal, to a classic skit insertion of presenters in the nominated films (even in France we do know, that), or a beautiful video montage announcing ten films compete for the Oscar for Best Film, to take pleasure in watching the ceremony. It's pretty thin. Finally, the unforgettable moment of the evening, one that can generate real momentum in this class the 83rd Academy Awards ceremony, is the intervention stage of Kirk Douglas, from the top of its 94 spring was more funny, lively and unexpected that Franco and Hathaway met. He might have difficulty articulating and physical scaring children behind which it is difficult to discern the man he was, Kirk Douglas was the greatest good at the Kodak Theater.
was it, the Oscars 2011, the glamorous marred by trouble ... I will probably not return as James Franco, not he, for sure.
