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16.45 At The BAFTAs
Your intrepid team of Empire reporters are in place, poised like panthers to await the arrival of all the stars at this years Orange British Academy Film Awards. On the red carpet, Chris and Sam will be accosting poor, innocent celebrities on camera for your viewing pleasure - assuming they don't succumb to frostbite before the stars show up. Here in the media centre, Phil, Ali and myself (that'd be Helen) will be tweeting, blogging and news-story writing through the event. The red carpet arrivals start from 5pm, the ceremony at 6.30 - and we'll be bringing you winners as they're announced, since they've done away with the 9pm embargo this year. So if you're watching on TV and want to avoid spoilers, stop reading at 6.30pm!
17. 04 First Red-Carpet Arrival!
Anna Kendrick is on the carpet, in a sensible black overcoat and some big dangly fabulous earrings. Oooh, canary yellow dress under that coat. Twi-hards in the crowd are going wild - we're not sure if any of them have even heard of Up In The Air. Also now trotting the carpet in the mother of all up-dos (Ali's describing it as "a vertical Croydon facelift") is Romola Garai, in a fab multicoloured dress.
17.16 Like, ZOMG!
According to Duncan-from-Blue on the E! feed, Robert Pattinson is due to walk the red carpet this evening. We're not sure even an entire building will insulate us from the resulting screams. Spare a thought for poor Sam and Chris on the red carpet, who will almost certainly be deaf by morning. Ooooh, but now Quentin Tarantino is walking the carpet to a flurry of excitement, and Matt Dillon is busy signing autographs and looking be-quiffed doing it. And also chewing gum, to prove that he's still cool despite wearing a dinner jacket.
17.44 Farmiga And AwayVera Farmiga just looked a bit bemused when Duncan-from-Blue started waxing lyrical about her stunning blue eyes. He appears to be making a serious move here. The screaming has reached a new pitch - has R.Pattz or someone arrived? OMG, Cilla Black is here! And Jason "we love him" Isaacs is on the carpet too, no doubt charming everyone within a 50ft radius as is his wont.
17.52 It's A Red-Carpet Feeding Frenzy!
Jamie Campbell-Bower is here, but apparently without Ginny Weasley in tow. Armando Ianucci is signing 'graphs by the handful, but we're most excited about the wonderful Stanley Tucci, nominated for The Lovely Bones but totally adorable in Julie & Julia as well. NIcholas Hoult, who appears in A Single Man, is here too; while Kristen Stewart is doing her best to put up with the stupid questions and general attention on the carpet - that girl is a very reluctant star.
18.40 There are wild screams; that must mean...
Wait! It's R.Pattz! People are swooning and crying and he's being smiley and charming and having his picture taken with them and his hair's all tousled and all around me, straight men are turning gay. Some old man in a woolly hat will NOT quit shouting his name. (The journalist in front of us just looked at all this mayhem and said, "Who?") He's officially bigger than Prince William. Pattinson, not the guy in front.
19.56 BEST SUPPORTING ACTORAfter a short interlude to take a look at the first of the Best Picture nominees, Avatar ("I only wish it had found an audience," sighs Ross), we're on to Best Supporting Actor ("the Pitta bread to the falafel of the leading man" says Ross), which Best Supporting Actress nominee Anna Kendrick is presenting. That really is a very pretty yellow. And a boring blurb. And the BAFTA goes to...CHRISTOPH WALTZ for Inglourious Basterds, of course. "Beautiful and terrific (we think he means the award, not Kendrick). Thank you so much. Supporting actor? SupportED actor. From the moment fate dropped me in front of Quentin Tarantino, everyone has supported me absolutely. What I have with Quentin Tarantino is summed up very quickly: no Quentin, no Inglourious Basterds; no Quentin, no Hans Landa; no Quentin, no Christoph at the BAFTAs or anywhere else."
20.22 ORIGINAL SCREENPLAYWe've just had a quick look at Up In The Air, another of the Best Picture nominees. "How many screenwriters does it take to change a lightbulb? None: that's a ridiculous note. The lightbulb is fine as it is and in fact the whole of Act Three depends on it." says Ross. And now it's, OMG (quick faint, quick revival) Robert Pattinson. "Hi. Can I first of all say congratulations to Jenny? She's a fabulous make-up artist." We'd transcribe the blurb but we're all too busy getting lost in his eyes. And the BAFTA goes to...THE HURT LOCKER and Mark Boal, which is way in the lead right now. "Thank you; this is really a wonderful honour. Of course, no screenwriter stands here alone; every screenplay stands on the talent that surrounds it. I was really fortunate to have great actors, and Kathryn Bigelow for believing in this story when it was more popular to believe in unicorns."
20.31 RISING STARNow it's time for the public-voted Orange Rising Star award, which is being presented by last year's winner Noel Clarke, looking as sharp as ever even in his reading specs. His blurb manages to mention films by all the nominees - we believe his claim that he wrote it himself given that it's not immediately forgettable. Given that this is voted for by the public, are we immediately discounting the ace-but-unknown (and foreign) Tahar Rahim for A Prophet, and betting that Twilight's Kristen Stewart will take it? We kinda are. But let's see: the BAFTA goes to...KRISTEN STEWART. What a shock. "Wow. Thank you. I guess first I have to thank all the fans of Twilight for proving again and again to be THE most devoted and attentive fans ever. Considering this is voted, credit is due to them so thank you. To the other actors nominated, I am so blown away by you that I can't even describe it. To be voted among you is just overwhelming. And I'd like to say hi to my family." That's rather a sweet speech, and one that shows awareness of the public vote; fair play.
21.38 THIS IS THE END
Well, that's it ladies and gentlemen: the BAFTAs are over for another year. The great, the good and the gorgeous are making their way to the complimentary cars and coaches to go for dinner, and we are making our way to, er, public transport and bed. It was a great night for The Hurt Locker; a rather less great night for James Cameron (but he's still got the highest-grossing film ever, and his bessie mate won, so we reckon he'll be OK); and a predictably great night for British actors who may not be a shoo-in at the Oscars but who deserved recognition for their great performances here. Speech of the night: Colin Firth, with Jacques Audiard in close second place. Dress of the night: we're still saying Joely Richardson. Heartthrob of the night: it's a dead heat between Prince William and R.Pattz, or Clive Owen for the more discerning lady. Hottie of the night: Kate Winslet gets Phil and Ali's votes here. Jonathan Ross: not as funny as previous years, but still OK. Clip montages: excellent, nice editing work there.
Well, that's it ladies and gentlemen: the BAFTAs are over for another year. The great, the good and the gorgeous are making their way to the complimentary cars and coaches to go for dinner, and we are making our way to, er, public transport and bed. It was a great night for The Hurt Locker; a rather less great night for James Cameron (but he's still got the highest-grossing film ever, and his bessie mate won, so we reckon he'll be OK); and a predictably great night for British actors who may not be a shoo-in at the Oscars but who deserved recognition for their great performances here. Speech of the night: Colin Firth, with Jacques Audiard in close second place. Dress of the night: we're still saying Joely Richardson. Heartthrob of the night: it's a dead heat between Prince William and R.Pattz, or Clive Owen for the more discerning lady. Hottie of the night: Kate Winslet gets Phil and Ali's votes here. Jonathan Ross: not as funny as previous years, but still OK. Clip montages: excellent, nice editing work there.
And with that, we'll see you at the Oscars!
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