If you get naked on stage, you suddenly get Perez Hilton's attention. Findlay-native Gavin Creel made an appearance on PerezHilton.com today (the site is a bit NSFW, so consider yourself warned).
Gavin is wonderful but not usually on Perez Hilton's radar and the reason he's appearing now is he's starring as Claude in the Broadway revival of "Hair" (The show opens in New York March 31):
"Broadway hottie Gavin Creel who is going to be starring as Claude in the revival of Hair, at the New York Times Arts & Leisure Weekend event in NYC on Sunday.
Does he get naked in Hair?????
We hope so!"
It's a bit disconcerting to see a guy you went to high school being lusted over by the "Queen of all Media" (makes the times I occasionally get recognized from my column mug shot a little less impressive...)
I suppose any press is good press when you have a show opening in a tough economy, but I'd have gone with something more like this:
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, Frost-Nixon and Mamma Mia! cast and crew sat in their seats and watched those people involved with relatively obscure films such as The Wrestler and Slumdog Millionaire took home award after award.
However, in a very poignant moment, Heath Ledger won for Best Performance by an Actor In A Supporting Role in a Motion Picture for Dark Knight. I'd like to say he deserved it, but I wouldn't know. My husband loves the movie, but I can't bring myself to watch it just yet. Ledger's death robbed us of an amazing entertainer. Maybe by the next Golden Globes I'll have seen it.
For a full list of award winners, click this link right here.
This would illustrate the reason I don't watch these award shows.
Rich people, like Angelina Jolie to the right, get dressed up to see if their movies were good enough for a bunch of judges. At no time are these awards based on the movies people want to see or the ones they enjoy.
I'm not saying there's no place for the awards. I'm just saying the average movie goer should stick to People's Choice Awards and ignore the industry driven award shows.
The only award show I watch that have more to do with the industry and the art of movie making is the Academy Awards.
Mickey Rourke, above, from The Wrestler took home the award for best performance by an actor in a drama motion picture. Sure, maybe he deserved it, but Brad Pitt and Frank Langella were probably shaking their heads in wonder after all the smiling for cameras they've done. Pitt was probably thinking of all the magazine shots and the Oprah appearance and thinking he might as well have stayed at home with "Angie" and the bazillion children.
Maybe next awards show.
While The Wrestler also took the award for Best Original Song (but it was Bruce Springsteen so how could it not win), it was Slumdog Millionaire that really showed the other movies who was boss.
Best original score, best screenplay, best director(Danny Boyle from Trainspotting and 28 Days Later) and best dramatic motion picture went to the story of Jamal Malik, an Indian teenager who struggles with poverty and wins a show which awards him a great deal of money. Then he's suspected of cheating.
Yeah, I've never heard of it, either. But apparently the Golden Globe people thought it was the best thing since sliced bread.
So here's the trailer of this amazing movie. It's already taught me something. Apparently rupees are currency in real places and not just in the land of Zelda. Who knew?
Okay, I'll say it. You know we're all thinking it.
I'm surprised her husband can stand her at all even from a prison cell. How did she manage to get some other poor sap to be around her long enough to cheat on her husband?
That girl is messed up and rarely has good press. Maybe this Bowman guy will help her settle down, but most likely he woke up in the morning, called "Coyote Ugly" and ran for the hills.
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