ur boyfriend once asked us, “Is there anything more pathetic than blogging about television?”
Yes: blogging about awards shows.
But--hey!--that’s what we do here at sarahhepola.com. And proudly.
We know it’s been a long time since we posted. Too long, in fact, and we intend to fix that. But it’s awards season, and lest you get the wrong idea about us: we watched the Golden Globes with laptop within easy reach, and we were struck by the following, in no particular order:
Bill Murray and Jack Nicholson make these stupid things.
Why won’t anyone acknowledge that Cynthia Nixon is the best actress on “Sex and the City”?
Cleavage is the new black.
(The old black? Uh, Sydney Poitier?)
Jennifer Lopez’s dress=yuck.
Ice Cube: Nice suit!
If you haven't seen The Office, you should.
I need an agent to thank.
There are a thousand ways to “look excited,” but very few look genuine.
All right, fine, it’s Peter Jackson’s time.
Shouldn’t Al Pacino have his own category or something?
Boy, Nicole Kidman sure is shy.
You know why these stupid things don’t last as long as the Oscars? Because there’s none of that stupid “repartee.”
We sure do love these stupid things.

Also, if things go as planned, we should have a story about Sundance today on The Morning News.

Missed you. Really.