This browser is supported only in Windows 10 and above.

DID YOU READ

It is bitter — bitter/But I like it/Because it is bitter.

Posted by on

Art is a what, you say?Oscar reactions:

David Carr at the New York TimesCarpetbagger blog:

The Bagger sensed he might be onto something while working the red carpet at the Independent Spirit Awards. James Schamus, the head of Focus Films, which put out "Brokeback" and ran a vigorous campaign behind it, chided him on camera for crushing on "Crash." But after the camera dimmed, Mr. Schamus leaned in and said, "I think you’re right."

Roger Ebert (who may well be delirious from his "Crash" championing triumph, or possibly may have been watching an Oscar broadcast from an alternate universe) at RogerEbert.com:

It was an extraordinary Oscarcast for several reasons. Not just for the quality of the winners, not just for Jon Stewart‘s triumph as emcee, but for the legendary director Robert Altman‘s startling revelation that he had a heart transplant more than 10 years ago. In an industry where rumors of bad health can end careers, it was a statement of unusual courage, typical of Altman.

The overall tone of the Oscarcast was – well, the word is joyous. Perhaps keyed by Stewart’s own high spirits and the infectious grins inspired by George Clooney, Meryl Streep, Ben Stiller, Lily Tomlin, Three 6 Mafia and Dolly Parton, the evening was warm and upbeat, and more relaxed than many Oscarcasts.

Nikki Finke, newly a blogger at DeadlineHollywoodDaily.com:

This was the most incoherent, inchoate Oscar telecast in recent memory. Nothing flowed, everything jarred, cut ins and cut outs weren’t preceded by necessary segues. Added up to a butt-ugly broadcast that even the biggest film buff had to gag through.

Stop the misery. End this hell on earth. 365 days is too little time before the next torturous show. Monday’s certain-to-be-dismal ratings will tell the Academy exactly where to shove Oscar. Alas, tonight, they kept jamming it down our throats.

Dan Glaister at the Guardian:

Not the first Oscar host to discover that confronting the fixed faces of the Hollywood elite is not the same as the intimacy of late-night TV, [Jon Stewart] died several small deaths. His best – and worst – moment came when the Oscar broadcast returned from a commercial break to find Stewart mid-sentence: "And that’s why I think Scientology is right not just for this city but for the country," he said, to silence. Whether he will get invited back to the Oscars seems unlikely; whether he will ever work in this town again must also be in doubt.

Dave Kehr at DaveKehr.com:

The real highlight of the evening was the delicious moment during the adapted screenplay awards, when ABC captioned a shot of two handsome gentlemen in tuxedos as "Tony Kushner and Eric Roth," the writers nominated for "Munich." In fact, the image was of Tony Kushner and his husband, Mark Harris, a New York entertainment writer and editor. Meanwhile, Larry McMurtry and Diana Ossana were taking the stage to accept their award for taking gay love into the American mainstream, at least as long as said love is depicted as guilty, miserable and unfulfillable.

Mark Lisanti at Defamer:

8:23pm: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! God help us all. The sky has opened, Beezlebub has dumped his infernal payload of obvious evil on an unsuspecting Earth. Life as we know it is over. Drive to the desert and start a new civilization, hoping that our horrible, horrible mistakes will not be repeated. This is the end, friends. See you in Hell.

WORST. OSCARS. EVER.

David Poland at The Hot Blog:

The set design looked like Mel’s Diner from the Universal backlot. But worse, the giant TV screen on the top operated in direct opposition to the endless – and unnecessary – message that seeing movies in a theater was the best way. It really said, "Go to the movies and watch your iPod while the movie is going on." And even worse, there were lights on the base of the set, down on the floor in front of the first row of seats, and the upward lighting made the actors look like vampires.

Matt Zoller Seitz at The House Next Door:

The only really embarrassing moment, besides Stewart making fun of Best Song Oscar winners Three 6 Mafia for being boisterous, was that "Crash" musical number that looked like "Night Of the Living Dead: The Musical." But an Oscar telecast would not be an Oscar telecast without an embarrassing musical number, and this one was the silliest since Rob Lowe sang "Proud Mary" with Snow White.

Hank Stuever at the Washington Post:

They’re all predictably thrilled, prepped, dressed, posed. They’re all tiny but somehow huge. They toss little standard vignettes about their moods, their day. They smile, and you smile. All you remember from those few seconds, all you really have, is some small and useless detail rendered huge in your mind: the blue vein barely noticeable on Meryl Streep’s cheek, or a glimpse at her dental work when she’s leans forward to speak into a TV microphone. The slight and brilliant crinkle of crow’s feet and dusting of gray around Eric Bana‘s temple. The warm embrace between Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman when they spot each other — and they seem to need the warmth. Bullock keeps putting her hands in the pockets of her vintage ’50s gown.

Kenneth Turan at the LA TimesThe Envelope:

"Crash’s" biggest asset is its ability to give people a carload of those standard Hollywood satisfactions but make them think they are seeing something groundbreaking and daring. It is, in some ways, a feel-good film about racism, a film you could see and feel like a better person, a film that could make you believe that you had done your moral duty and examined your soul when in fact you were just getting your buttons pushed and your preconceptions reconfirmed.

Stu VanAirsdale, chatting with David Edelstein at the New York Oscar party (swank!) at The Reeler:

We went on to discuss the mystifying momentum of "Crash"; Edelstein said he had watched the film with Armond White, who spent portions of the screening just laughing.

The great Cintra Wilson at Salon (we couldn’t bear to listen to her podcast with Camille Paglia though — some lines must be drawn):

Are there no capital-N Narcissists left in Hollywood? No wonder box-office receipts are so grim. No obnoxiously starlike stars are allowed on campus anymore. I guess the honchos now regard such egocentricity as too problematic to deal with. To be a Hollywood success these days, you have to be reasonable and polite. It really makes me pine for notorious tyrants like Vincent Gallo and Faye Dunaway — sure, they’re impossible, tantrum-throwing wack jobs … that’s the same mental illness that makes them preternaturally fun to watch.

IFC_Portlandia-S8_best-of-skits_subaru-blog

The Best Of The Last

Portlandia Goes Out With A Bang

Posted by on

The end is near. In mere days Portlandia wraps up its final season, and oh what a season it’s been. Lucky for you, you can watch the entire season right now right here and on the IFC app, including this free episode courtesy of Subaru.

But now, let’s take a moment to look back at some of the new classics Fred and Carrie have so thoughtfully bestowed upon us. (We’ll be looking back through tear-blurred eyes, but you do you.)

Couples Dinner

It’s not that being single sucks, it’s that you suck if you’re single.

Cancel it!

A sketch for anyone who has cancelled more appointments than they’ve kept. Which is everyone.

Forgotten America

This one’s a “Serial” killer…everything both right and wrong about true crime podcasts.

Wedding Planners

The only bad wedding is a boring wedding.

Disaster Hut

It’s only the end of the world if your doomsday kit doesn’t include rosé.

Catch up on Portlandia’s final episodes on demand and at IFC.com

IFC_Portlandia-S8_pick-a-lane_subaru-blog

Your Portlandia Personality Test

The New Portlandia Webseries Is Going Your Way

Posted by on

Carrie and Fred understand that although we have so much in common, we’re each so beautifully unique and different. To help us navigate those differences, Portlandia has found an easy and honest way to embrace our special selves in the form of a progressive new traffic system: a specific lane for every kind of driver. It’s all in honor of the show’s 8th and final season, and it’s all presented by Subaru.

Ready to find out who you really are? Match your personality to a lane and hop on the expressway to self-understanding.

Lane 10: Trucks Piled With Junk

Your junk is falling out of your trunk. Shake a tail light, people — this lane is for you.

Lane 33: Twins

You’re like a Gemini, but waaaay more pedestrian. Maybe you and a friend just wear the same outfits a lot. Who cares, it’s just twinning enough to make you feel special.

Lane 27: Broken Windows

Bad luck follows you around and everyone knows it. Your proverbial seat is always damp from proverbial rain. Is this the universe telling you to swallow your pride? Yes.

Lane 69: Filthy Cars

You’re all about convenience. Getting your car washed while you drive is a no-brainer.

Lane 43: Newly Divorced Singles

It’s been a while since you’ve driven alone, and you don’t know the rules of the road anymore. What’s too fast? What’s too slow? Are you sending the right signals? Don’t worry, the breakdown lane is nearby if you need it.

Still can’t find a lane to match your personality? Check out all the videos here. And see the final season of Portlandia this spring on IFC.

Uncle-Buck

Last-Minute Holiday Gift Guide

Hits from the '80s are on repeat all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC.

Posted by on
GIFs via Giphy, Photos via The Everett Collection

It’s the final countdown to Christmas and thanks to IFC’s movie marathon all Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, you can revel in classic ’80s films AND find inspiration for your last-minute gifts. Here are our recommendations, if you need a head start:

Musical Instrument

Great analog entertainment substitute when you refuse to give your kid the Nintendo Switch they’ve been drooling over.

Breakfast In Bed

Any significant other or child would appreciate these Uncle Buck-approved flapjacks. Just make sure you’re not stuck on clean up duty.

Cocktail Supplies

You’ll need them to get through the holidays.

Dance Lessons

So you can learn to shake-shake-shake (unless you know ghosts willing to lend a hand).

Comfy Clothes

With all the holiday meals, there may be some…embigenning.



Get even more great inspiration all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC, and remember…