Dear Gossips,

It happened.

There’s now an award show that is officially more of a joke than the People’s Choice Awards, with less integrity than the Golden Globes. I know. It didn’t seem possible. But with its first live telecast on Friday, the Hollywood Film Awards demonstrated to everyone how f-cking meaningless it is to win one.

Did you know that the Hollywood Film Awards honoured Django Unchained two years ago with the Best Screenplay Award several weeks before the movie was even released and while Tarantino was still editing it? Click here for more background. No one really knows how the award recipients get decided, except that some really rich guy pays for everything, but no one wants to openly offend the really rich guy either so everyone just shows up and pretends it’s a big deal but, really, it’s not a big deal at all. Which is why they dropped on a Friday night when no one was watching. They’ll keep trying though. As Queen Latifah said at the end of the show, the Hollywood Film Awards have decided that they officially mark the start of award season. Sure.

You know what’s most interesting about the Hollywood Film Awards? I used to watch The Price Is Right with my grandmother. Everyone had a favourite Price Is Right model, just like everyone had a favourite Charlie’s Angel. For some reason, I can’t remember who I was most into. Maybe Holly? Anyway, Dian was it for a lot of people. But do you remember Janice Pennington? She’s married to the guy who owns the Hollywood Film Awards.

Another sign that the stars don’t give a f-ck about the Hollywood Film Awards? Very few of them had their husbands/wives/partners there, almost as if they told them, no don’t bother, don’t waste your time on this one. It’s not worth it.

Here’s Angelina Jolie who showed up for Jack O’Connell, her star in Unbroken, but didn’t bother going into the ballroom. She has a good excuse though. Tonight is/was the world premiere in Australia. The time difference means it went down already. Brad Pitt was there. I’ll post those photos soon.

Yours in gossip,

Lainey