Well, the Oscars are over, and I have retroactively altered my opinions of films I saw in order to be popular. For example, I used to think the Juno
screenplay was mildly charming, with moments of overwrought mugging. Now I think it's a tender yet daring explosion of the teen romance genre.
But I still won't back down about the terrible makeup in La Vie En Rose
. Honestly, Academy, what were you thinking? Norbit
was the clear choice, and you fucked up. Although I guess we all have the comfort of knowing Norbit
was at least seriously considered for film's highest honor.
As for the non-movies part of the show, it became pretty apparent that Jon Stewart is the perfect man to host a hastily-assembled Oscars, if only because he can take any unfunny joke, pause, laugh, shrug, and look at the camera as if to say “that wasn’t funny, and I’m sorry” and it’s totally saved.
; he does it all the time. It’s one of six moves he has, alongside the “purposely terrible impression that’s reminiscent of an old Jewish comedian” and the “expressing political outrage via screaming at the heavens as if starring in Star Trek II: The Wrath of Kahn
So now that all the statues are given out, all the awkward interviews are posted
and all the American actors are wondering what the hell happened, have we learned anything? I, for one, learned that Daniel Day-Lewis wears bizarre hoop earrings, Joel and Ethan Coen are the most socially awkward filmmakers outside of Kubrick (post-mortem), and Javier Bardem likes showing off his Spanish. Hey Javier, I speak Spanish too and you don't see