Actually, I didn't miss the Academy Awards extravaganza. I walked out of the room to read a book after sitting through about twenty agonizing minutes of the pre-Oscar show that had some TV personality interviewing Hollywood types, asking them - if they were female - "Oh, what are you wearing?" and being told, "Why, I'm wearing Verscace." Or Armani. Or Givenchy. Or Tortelinni. Or Squeegy. Or ... Kill me. Just kill me.
I have to tell you, if the host of the show had stood before the microphone and made a crack about "the 1%" in this country, I'd have thrown my shoe at him.
What I watched reeked of pretension. And self-absorption beyond belief.
So I missed the Oscars. But maintained my sanity.
So, did that silent film win? And does anyone outside the Land of Oz care?
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As for the nominees themselves, the best line of the night comes from Hank Stuever of the Washington Post:
"Has there ever been a year where you felt less inclined to make sure you’d seen every best picture nominee?
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Ouch: "The whole night looked like an AARP pep rally."