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(I think what Party Dog was trying to say is that Kathryn Bigelow looks pretty good for 58.)

The DGA Awards were held last night, and despite the dorks who predict such things predicting that Avatar would take home the top prize (perhaps the Cheeto dust obscured their crystal ball), Hurt Locker director and James Cameron ex-wife Kathryn Bigelow won the DGA’s Outstanding Directorial Achievement in Feature Film.  That’s a good thing, since presumably, part of being a good director should be telling a story that isn’t kind of cheesy and lame. VoodooCharlieWith a win in the Producer’s Guild Awards and now the DGA, many say Hurt Locker is poised to win a Best Picture Oscar, though no one really knows such things.  Except of course Voodoo Charlie, Pointless Prediction Psychic to the Stars.

For his part, James Cameron admitted that he was wrong for ever wanting a divorce, then had a good cry before he had a private jet fly him to his yacht docked in international waters, where he spent the night masturbating to the North Korean teenagers he pays to naked knife fight.  (Allegedly).  Here’s the full list of winners:

Outstanding Directorial Achievement in Feature Film:  Kathryn Bigelow, The Hurt Locker
” in Movies for Television/Mini-Series: Ross Katz, Taking Chance
” in Documentary: Louie Psyhoyos, The Cove
” in Dramatic Series Night:  Lesli Linka Glatter, Mad Men, “Guy Walks Into an Advertising Agency.”
” in Comedy Series: Jason Winer, Modern Family, “Pilot”.  (Modern Family is okay, but let’s be serious, Community is way better.)
” in Commercials: Tom Kuntz (Hee hee!), Eyebrows, Cadbury.  -See video above.

There are a few more awards listed here, but I didn’t really care about them. What I want to know is how The Hurt Locker has only made $12 million. Does the producer hate money? There are some movies I like that I wouldn’t recommend for just anyone, but this is about a bomb squad, it’s not an effing art film. Could we get it seen anywhere outside of the coasts? Is it that hard? How does When in Rome get in 2500 screens and Hurt Locker never breaks three digits? Please, I beg of you, find out who’s responsible for this so I can kick them in the nuts and/or vag really hard. If you need me, I’ll be throwing a hissy fit. *throws coffee cup at cat*