Right now, Matt Dillon is leaning over asking “Who the fuck’s this Brecht dude?”

So Haggis’ writing partner just got totally screwed on what’s only the biggest night of his life. Fuckin’ Hollywood.

Still, ya gotta hand it to Haggis … Brecht and good deed-ism; I’m a sucker for that shit. Maybe we’ll have a Brecht-quoting 007.

And I’m 2 for 2. Wasn’t a tough call this year but Oscar can surprise.

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