So, it appears that I won (or co-won) the Oscar pool this year at my night job. Which is pretty funny since I totally didn't get Best Supporting Actor. I was so sure that Eddie Murphy was going to pull off a miracle and make it three African-American actors winning on Oscar night instead of two (not that two is such a bad thing, but it's not three). Instead Adam Arkin won, which I'm not sad about because he's a good actor.
But hey, does anyone really watch the Oscars to see who won? Seriously after all the awards shows that lead up to the Oscars, is anyone really in doubt about who is going to win the major awards. Apart from the Alan Arkin upset, all the winners had won every single award that was given out from the film critics awards, through the BAFTA's. Helen Mirren is going to have to get a new house for all the awards that she won.
No, I watch the Oscars to see what people are wearing, and even though most of the women who attend look great, there's always someone who is not quite right. I'm thinking of Cameron Diaz in a dress that looked like Valentino made it out of the tablecloth on his dining room table, or Nicole Kidman in a dress that made her look like an overripe tomato.
Loved JLo's dress, and Gwyneth Paltrow. Reese Witherspoon certainly looked like she's gotten over Ryan Phillipe, and didn't Naomi Watts look cute in her little yellow maternity dress? But what was up with the publicist from Escada annoucing her pregnancy for her?
Thought Ellen Degeneres was just okay, and the whole show went on for so long, I really didn't care by the time The Departed One. Loved the whole Jack Black/John C. Reilly/Will Ferrell melody, particularly their riff on how hot Helen Mirren is. I swear she couldn't buy publicity like that. She and Diane Keaton make turning sixty look like it might not be such a bad thing.
If only they had let Sascha Baron Cohen come out as Borat to present!
Thanks for reading!
EKM
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