Yes, it is the night of nights when actors, directors, producers and (anyone fortunate enough to be in their entourages) get to strut the red carpet draped from head to toe in the top designers' glittering formal gowns, dashing tuxes and bejeweled formal accessories. These 'outfits' can run the gamut from the utterly brilliant and subtly elegant to (how shall I put this?) bizarre, strange and/or downright ugly. You know what I mean, right?
But then, once inside the Kodak Theatre, all those individuals in the hautest of haute couture will wait with bated breath to see 1.) if Joan Rivers will totally diss their ensembles, and 2.) if they will be the lucky (and of course, most deserving) ones to win one (or more) of the coveted awards.
So, in honor of Oscar, the famed gold statuette being awarded tonight for all the different categories of excellence in film, I am presenting two 5/7/5 haiku based on prompts from Sunday Scribblings (Fire) and SiS/Few Miles (Eternal.)
And the 'ku goes to...
Epic Red Carpet Fail
“Eternal nothingness if fine if you happen to be dressed for it.” ~Woody Allen
On the red carpet
you’ll be eternally damned
for fashion faux pas.
…And the Oscar Goes to…
Talent is a flame. Genius is a fire. ~Bern Williams
Which burns more brightly –
actors who win the awards
or those who shoulda?
And on that note, with just 45 seconds allowed for acceptance speeches, I shall just say thank you - and good night.