
People often don’t take the time to listen to their elders in this country, and that’s a shame. Because they’re usually full of two things, wisdom, and poop in their pants, and one ignores either at one’s own peril. 99-year-old Connie Sawyer is one such wise old fart (not to mention being recognizable from bit parts in Dumb and Dumber, Pineapple Express, and a million other things), and the LA Times recently sat down with her, one of the Academy’s oldest members, to see what she had to say (you want to know how old the Academy is? being 99 only qualifies you as ONE of the oldest). Surprisingly, she was not impressed by best picture favorite The Artist. But hey, she’s probably still sore at the French for not carrying their weight at the Somme, lousy horse eaters.
But Sawyer, who was a 15-year-old living in Oakland in 1927, when “The Artist’s” story begins, wasn’t so enamored of the black-and-white film. The movie was enjoyable enough, she says, but she frankly doesn’t understand what all the fuss is about.
“Hasn’t anybody seen old films?” Sawyer asked in exasperation. “They’re easy to make and easy to act. All you have to do is overact. I saw a lot of those films in my day.”
“M’yeah, see? I seen a million of ‘em, kid, and I ain’t so impressed. Why, I remember when Meyer Lansky’s driver, Peter, gave me the ol’ 23 skiddoo inside the Nickelodeon during a Lilian Gish picture. Petey Two Fingers, we used to call ‘em, he was the bee’s knees. I may wear bigger bloomers these days, and Petey’s dead of the consumption, but this ain’t so different.”
In a way I agree with her. The Artist isn’t life-changing, but it’s well made and hard not to like. But then, “pretty good” is more than you can say for War Horse or the Tom Hanks solving 9/11 with child-like wonder. I don’t want to say this year’s is a weak field, but Billy Crystal is hosting.
Her best picture vote went to director Martin Scorsese’s 3-D family adventure “Hugo,” which she’s seen three times. In the lead actress category, she chose Meryl Streep — “the best actress in America,” Sawyer said — for her portrayal of Margaret Thatcher in the biopic “The Iron Lady.”
For lead actor, the category in which “The Artist” star Jean Dujardin is favored by some, Sawyer picked Brad Pitt for his starring turn as Oakland A’s General Manager Billy Beane in the baseball drama “Moneyball.” The film, she said, “was the best work he’s done.” [LA Times]
I’d be impressed by anyone who stayed awake all the way through The Iron Lady, let alone a 99-year-old. There’s no way she got through that screener in less than six sittings.
[pic via LA Times]



Moneyball? Pfft. The best acting job Brad Pitt has done is pretending to like kids so he can keep banging Billy Bob’s ex.
The further Angelina ages away from Billy Bob, the more genius Billy Bob appears for locking her down for her prime.
Overacting will get you just as far today.
Yeah, that’s why each new Nicolas Cage performance is heralded as pinnacle the Greeks were striving for in the ancient dramas.
Yeah, if they made Nicolas Cage’s next movie in B&W, his acting would be heralded as an incredibly accurate recreation of that style.
The indigestion face will also net you millions of dollars.
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Jean Dujardin is still a lock for the Best Actor Mark Wahlberg won’t even try to pronounce.
I’d like to applaud the LA Times for not commenting on the fact that she had an onion tied to her belt.
What? Is that no longer the style of the times? Why was I not informed?
They didn’t comment because it was one of those big yellow Spanish onions, because of the war.
Gimme five bees for a quarter!
We can marvel at 1080P/3D televisions, High Definition music, and litter boxes that clean themselves all we want. Can you imagine how awe inspiring it must have been when the world went from black and white to color though? Of course she thinks this movie is meh.
“Buster Keaton had more talent in his left nut! I should know, I’ve seen it” she said, in between mouthfuls of Gerber food and farts she pretends not to notice.
I thought the Artist was great. But I haven’t seen Midnight in Paris or The Tree of Life which are both supposed to be better. Anyway, I’m with bubbi, it’s good, but not the best picture of the year. I preferred Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and that’s not even nominated.
She’s still bitter that she never heard from Charlie Chaplin after their tryst. Come on, lady, NO ONE has ever heard from the guy!
Vince, do you think Brad Pitt deserves the Oscar nomination for Moneyball? Like you, I was unimpressed by the script and was surprised to see it get a Best Picture nomination, but Brad Pitt being nominated for “Charming, good-looking former athlete with personal issues” is even more outrageous, imho, fwiw, etc.
I finally watched Moneyball and wondered why Pitt got a nom. I held off watching the movie because we all know the end – the A’s still blow – and didn’t think they could dramatize a book about sabermetrics. However, the movie surprised me, but Pitt didn’t. Both Clooney and Pitt were out-acted by the teens who played their daughters this year.
I swear to God, I feel like she is staring at my neck in that picture, just waiting for the right moment to take a bite.
“23 Skidoo” used to be old-timey slang; now it’s a sexual position involving wheelchairs and a nurse’s aide wearing a Michael Jordan jersey.
I always thought she was pretty cute in Pineapple Express, but I was always too high to remember to look her up and make sure.
Thank you for the solidifying my previous thoughts.
What the fuck do old people know besides rummy and that they had it hard “in their time? Fuck you Grandpa, it takes forever to get my venti caffe mocha.