Here are my random impressions. Keep in mind that I flew in from Detroit last night, just minutes ahead of being stranded by ice storms, and watched the awards about a half-hour behind (bless you, TiVo), then went to bed. I haven’t written any Monday Movie Review this week, and I haven’t written up the event report for the event I just returned from. I also haven’t unpacked or done laundry. I mean, I am just not prepared to face a new week.
Anyway, yay The Departed and yay Marty. Best Picture and Best Director, yay yay yay. Rah cheer for Daniel Craig and Eva Green each giving an award, and how much do I love Al Gore? That much.
Scary dress category: Nicole Kidman, Naomi Watts, Ann Hathaway (ick!). Most improved attire: Helen Mirren and Gwyneth Paltrow, both bouncing back from past disasters to prove that nipples are wonderful at any age.
Big surprises: Melissa Ethridge, looking great, rocking her song, and winning. Alan Arkin winning, and Ellen DeGeneres boring my face off. She had nothing.
I liked the weird dancer people.
Arthur was pissed that the Happy Feet guy didn’t thank Savion Glover.
So: Discuss.
I watched like 20 minutes. I didn’t see any movies, and I’ve grown to hate the Oscars.
I love Ellen. Love her.
I was happy to see Seinfeld be so ‘back’. He had me laughing out loud.
I love the montages. I could watch those endlessly.
I love George Clooney.
That’s kind of all I got.
I was rooting for Ellen, but she just didn’t bring it. Seinfeld was awesome.
Watched until 11:00 – Will see the rest of the tape tonight.
Loved the weird dancer people. Especially Snakes on a Plane.
Ellen wasn’t bad. She was no Billy Crystal, but she was no David Letterman either.
Helen Mirren and Gwynni were outstanding. Nicole Kidman’s dress would have been fine without the weird shoulder bow …. and isn’t it about time she finds a new “thing” to replace the trailing scarf train thing? Penelope Cruz had the WTF? goosedown gown of the night. Didn’t like Cameron Diaz, loved Jodie Foster. Jennifer Hudson’s bolero jacket was stupid. Liked Jessica Bieh’s electric pink with the split back. Was Kelly Preston auditioning for Jane in a new Tarzan movie? Naomi Watts – ick. Jada Pinkett Smith is usually fierce – didn’t really like the breastplate look, but she can wear just about anything.
Didn’t see any men that left a lasting impression except that George Clooney is a classic movie star.
I love Clooney.
I want Clooney to whisper into my ear.
Go Gore.
Infernal Affairs: not Japanese. You’d think at the most international Oscars ever, they’d get that right.
Go Ennio Morricone.
Are you going to run a contest to see who can identify all the people and movies on the iPhone commercial?
I TiVoed, Deb, so I didn’t see the commercial.
Among the men, Quincy Jones was a major WTF, and Clive Owen looked awful. Robert Downey Jr. was wonderful.
I love Jerry Seinfeld.
And I want Al Gore to be president. I’m sorry, I just do.
I usually hate the idea of ‘make up’ Oscars, but I cheered when Scorsese won. Loved that Coppola, Spielberg, and Lucas were there to give it to him [Doesn’t that pretty much confirm that the producers of the show know who’s going to win before the envelope is opened? When I saw Francis, Steven, and George walk out I knew that they were there to honor their old compadre Marty.]
I thought Ellen did great. I like Ellen.
I usually love all the montages. The In Memoriam one always gets to me. But what was the point of the Michael Mann one (the one Will Smith introduced)? The history of America? Huh?
I had the same thought about the three directors, and about the Michael Mann montage, which was almost meta, it was like a montage to prove the pointlessness of montages. I like them when they have actual themes.