Chris Rock and Ali G are the latest to crack wise at Asians' expense, but they're hardly the first.
Chris Rock and the Academy brought race issues to center stage last night. Things got awkward, but were they awkward enough?
About 10,070 people who like sleep didn't show up, but those we found were committed to the Leo dream.
Leo finally got his statue, Mad Max took home a bunch, and some Girl Scouts made more in cookie sales than most of us do in a year.
The Academy is essentially the NRA of movies.
"Something that pompous and over-the-top as the Oscars is just begging to be ripped apart! It's like there's a big red balloon in front of you and you're holding a big, sharp pin—what are you going to do, not pop it?"
The men and women who put together and perform the action sequences that so many movies require say that it's time for the Academy to start recognizing the work they do.
Do people know you can just say "thank you" and then leave the stage?
Today marks the 20-year anniversary of the murder of Haing S. Ngor, which some believe was ordered by the Khmer Rouge in response to his role in The Killing Fields.
The Oscar-nominated director discusses his follow-up film to the critically-acclaimed The Art of Killing, which also chronicles the disturbing aftermath of the 1965 Indonesian genocide.
I went to the Razzies to get away from the tired schtick of the Oscars, but found instead an even more tired schtick.
People start lining up as early as 5 AM, sticking their cameras through the chain-link fence and attempting to catch a glimpse of some celebrity far, far in the distance.
Guest blogger Pauly Shore, along with VICE contributors Megan Koester and Alex J. Mann, will get you through this with your sanity intact.
We're going to see the same sort of films get nominated again and again as long as the Academy stays old, white, and male.
It had all the fanfare of the Oscars, but with way more dildos.
Why do music industry awards shows regularly ignore albums and artists beloved by knowledgeable music fans? Here are a few theories.
The Academy snubbed minority actors and filmmakers this year, but the problem runs deeper than black faces not holding little gold statues.
More and more of our comedy legends have been revealed to be monsters. Mike Nichols, however, wasn't—at least, I hope he wasn't. Because if he were, we'd have no heroes left.
We weren't sure what happened in the music video for iRAWniQ's "ALIENPU$," so we asked Oscar winner and former child star Tatum O'Neal to explain what the heck was going on.
Filmmaker Josh Izenberg's short documentary, Slomo, tells the story of Dr. John Kitchin, who goes from being an affluent neurologist in a lab coat to a homeless-looking rollerblading weirdo.
Jennifer Lawrence's foul-mouthed, normcore public image made her an American sweetheart loved by both grandmas and horny 14-year-olds, but her girl-next-door persona is starting to make her as unlikable as Anne Hathaway.
Baker-turned-actor Dwight Henry is known for his breakout lead role in the Oscar-nominated film Beasts of the Southern Wild. I recently spoke with the New Orleanian about why he continues to straddle both worlds and how he saved the buttermilk drop…
The Academy Awards collect all the biggest names in cinema in one very attractive shopping mall in Hollywood once a year. The event allows us to celebrate the art of moviemaking, and to silently hope that someone does something stupid.
At the Oscars on Sunday my complicated relationship with catfish will unfold, thanks to the movie August: Osage County. In it, there's a scene reminiscent of my experience with the iconic Southern bottom-feeder, where Meryl Streep refuses to eat a