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Oscar Reviews 2011: Critics Rip Franco, Hathaway at Oscars
How Were the Oscars This Year? Just Like They Were Last Year: Terrible. At Least That's What Many 2011 Oscar Reviews Say
The Oscar reviews are in for 2011 and--surprise, surprise--people hated it, just as people have hated the Oscars for as long as anyone can remember. Raymond Chandler ripped the Oscars back in 1948.
If you want a quick summary of Oscar reviews, here it is: they're too long, not funny, the musical numbers are boring and famous people rambled on and wore a bunch of expensive clothing that made them look too fat or too skinny.
These criticisms will no doubt apply to next year's Oscars and every Academy Awards broadcast for the rest of eternity and yet we still watch.
That being said, here are some more detailed Oscars 2011 reviews:
Time Magazine said that hosts James Franco and Anne Hathaway were out of their depths.
Instead of criticizing them for trying to be hip, the Chicago Tribune accused Franco and Hathaway of "playing it safe."
The Telegraph UK referred to the Oscars 2011 as a "snooze-fest" and stated that the Oscars telecast would have better if Ricky Gervais had hosted.
The New York Times referred to the show's writing as "old and hoary."
The Detroit Free Press offers a Oscars 2011 report card that says the show had "few surprises."
While many critics ripped James Franco, many fans thought James Franco ripped a bong load during the 2011 Oscars.
See you next year for 2012 Oscars reviews, which will feature plenty of comments about how the show sucked and the hosts were terrible.
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at 00:27 on February 28th, 2011
I am no big Oscars fan but I think James Franco and Anne Hathaway did a good job. They were comical and not controversial. I know reporter types they want the F Bombs and political statements. Something to write about.. doing a good job doesn't fit their idea of an content for an article.
at 02:19 on February 28th, 2011
I am an Oscars fan, I enjoy every aspect of the yearly show. The hosting this year was painful to watch. The duo were out of their league - Anne, with her forced school-girl giddiness act ie/ "wow, you're all REAL", and after a twirl of her dress "sorry, personal moment!" and how many times did she jump up and down while clapping?! Franco just checked out after the first 15 minutes (probably because he knew the crowd wasn't buying them or that bland writing), it was a miserable, horrible thing to watch.It was also sad that Kirk Douglas, Jude Law/Robert Downey Jr, and Sandra Bullock all got greater laughs than the hosts. Billy Crystal's few sentences got more laughs than either Franco or Hathaway got the whole night.I'm Franco/Hathaway's "generation" - they weren't a draw to younger audiences, they were dry and boring. Leave comedy to comedians.
at 08:51 on February 28th, 2011
The concept of "just get on with it" is apparently lost on the showrunners, yet it's a criticism of the Oscars telecast every year. While I don't think Franco and Hathaway were that great as hosts, it's not entirely their fault: nothing really felt fresh or interesting.
I'm in the "James Franco was high" camp, by the way. Can you really blame him?
at 19:47 on February 28th, 2011
First, Anne Hathaway's mother's remark to "stand up straight" was no joke. The woman is beautiful, with a gorgeous figure, but she doesn't know how to carry herself with pride, as a star.Old world Hollywood might have been a voracious machine, but at least they spit out actors and actresses who could walk well, speak distinctly, and stand with grace. Franco looked like he knew he'd pulled the wool over the eyes of the public to score the gig, casting sly sidelong glances that diminished any physical appeal, which I find minimal.Where is the presence of stars? In Helen Mirren, in the great Kirk Douglas, somewhat present in the suave, self-deprecating style of Colin Firth, and, to some degree, found in the wit of Robert Downey Jr, and among the younger crowd, carried in the faintest whiff of elegance by Haley Berry. Where's Jack Nicholson when we really need him? Will we ever see a Bette Davis, a Joan Crawford, ever again? NO, I think not.