Oscars Rundown
Look at this guy! After five nominations he finally got it. He should really have two, but stupid Kevbo Costner made a movie about wolves and Native Americans that beat "Goodfellas." (Yeah. Remember that? Even as an 11 year old I was outraged. Not that I hold grudges.)
Anyhoo...The Oscars went long (go figure), so I had plenty of time to take copious notes. Between awesome bites of Chex-only mix (thanks, Emily!) and me cursing my brother and throwing my ballot around (sorry, Martin) I had these thoughts:
- Ellen sported a Partridge Family-esque maroon velvet number. I have NO idea what was up with that. All she needed was a ruffled cravat.
- Alan Arkin told Eddie Murphy to kiss his *bleep*. Well, Arkin's too classy a 73 year old to say it, but it was all in his eyes.
- Jennifer Hudson has breasts. She proved it during the "Dreamgirls" medley.
- Jack Nicholson looks like Daddy Warbucks when he's bald.
- What happened to Katie Holmes' face (right)???
- I love Will Ferrell. What's better than him pandering around the stage on his lonesome? A duet with Jack Black. What's even better than that? John C. O'Reilly (sic) making it a trio. Go watch it before the Man rips it off the YouTube. I mean, they rhymed Nader and Spader. Sweet.
- "Pan's Labyrinth" was robbed. Nuff said.
- If I had to hear thanks to Al Gore one more time...
- Andrew managed to get 13 out of 24 categories correct. Whatever, sea pig.
- Helen Mirren gave the most rehearsed acceptance speech ever. Yeah, I knew you'd win, too, but you didn't have to show it. ("Ladies and gentlemen, I now present you with the Queen." Really? That's lame.)
- And Martin summed it all up when I asked him his thoughts on the really big show: "It was dull." Yeah, pretty much. If I didn't have peeps around I probably would have flicked, too.