Oscar Fug Carpet: Philip Seymour Hoffman

THANKS FOR MAKING THE EFFORT, HOFFMAN:

Seriously, it’s THE OSCARS. You’re not running down to the corner store for a gallon of milk and the racing form. You’re not skiing. You are not, presumably, heading off to rob a bank after the ceremony wraps. I know this year must have been bittersweet for Supporting Actor nominees. They all knew they would never beat Ledger, and if they were disappointed about that, they then probably felt like assholes for feeling disappointed and then there was a whole big emotional spiral and I get that, but dude: a knit cap? To the Oscars? REALLY? Things are that bad? I heard a rumor that you’ve got dreadlocks for some role you’re doing, but…seriously? A knit cap? SERIOUSLY? You couldn’t have just rocked the dreads? Otherwise, for real, A FEDORA would have been a better choice. I would have accepted a BERET before this cap. You could have talked me into A SOMBRERO. But this? Honey. No.