Another day, another awards ceremony. On Sunday 15th January it was the turn of the Golden Globes, the awards handed out by the 93 critics and journalists who make up the Hollywood Foreign Press Association. Meryl Streep, Michelle Williams, Martin Scorsese and George Clooney were among the stars who took home a gong, and if you click here you can see a full list of the winners. But if you don’t care who won what, there are still a few things to learn from this year’s celebrity packed ceremony:
1) Ricky Gervais isn’t as funny as he thinks he is.
Despite insulting half of Hollywood last year, the HFPA invited Ricky Gervais to host their awards ceremony again. And as you can see from his opening monologue, that may not have been the best decision. Coming across as sullen and smug may have worked on The Office, but the assembled who’s who of celebrities would probably have preferred something a bit more light-hearted, and, erm, funny. Let’s hope Billy Crystal at this year’s Oscars will show Ricky how it should be done, in case some idiot invites him back to the Globes next year.
2) I want Michelle William’s hair stylist… not Tilda Swinton’s.
3) Morgan Freeman and George Clooney are two of the coolest men on the planet.
Receiving their awards – Freeman was given the Cecil B DeMille Award, while Clooney won Best Actor for The Descendants – both actors were witty, gracious, and charming. Plus, Clooney gave us added laughs talking about Michael Fassbender’s physical attributes, while the montage of Freeman’s movie and TV career included him as a vampire singing about being in the bath from the TV show The Electric Company! (see below!)
4) When I Grow Up I Want To Be Meryl Streep. Or Helen Mirren. Or Jane Fonda.
Meryl, unsurprisingly, won for her role as Margaret Thatcher in The Iron Lady. And, even without being able to read her speech (she left her glasses at her table, though they were gallantly passed forward by George Clooney), she was simply beautiful and classy. As were presenters Helen and Jane, both showing the younger ladies in the audience you don’t have to be squashed into a cleavage-crushing gown (ahem, Madonna) to be sexy.