If you’ve ever needed the definition of “Nope” eyes, there you go.
When Quentin Tarantino accepted the a ward for Best Original Score, Motion Picture last night on behalf of his pal Ennio Morricone for his work on The Hateful Eight, I think we all figured there would be a 100% chance that he was going to spend his acceptance speech seconds drunk rambling about something. My guess was that he was going to accidentally glance over at Jennifer Jason Leigh and have an on-stage flashback to the harrowing day they filmed the scene where Jennifer’s character – SPOILER ALERT – gets shot in the foot (“No woman’s foot should ever be treated so awful, man“) and burst into tears.
Instead, he drunk rambled about how Ennio Morricone is his favorite composer. Not his favorite film composer, mind you – that’s (in Quentin’s words) “ghetto“. But his favorite composer of all time. Quentin Tarantino is that bratty sorority girl who rudely rolls her eyes and mumbles “that’s so ghetto” when the barista tells her they’ve run out of soymilk. You can watch his whole speech here (the “ghetto” part happens at the 0:18 mark), but in the event you don’t want to risk getting second-hand drunk, there’s this condensed version instead.
Obviously, Regina King’s face pretty much says it all (it always says it all), but then Jamie Foxx – who was clearly riding high off his Steve Harvey joke – went ahead and said said it all. It’s only one word, and yet there’s just so much shade in it. Jamie’s “ghetto…” is me whenever someone describes Kim Kardashian as “talented” or describes Brad Pitt’s waxed fruit forehead from last night as “natural.”
Here’s more of Jamie Foxx and Miss Golden Globe before the ceremony, as well as Quentin Tarantino, who is starting to morph into a real-life cereal box mascot.