Random Oscar Blabbing
I know you highbrow types wouldn't deign to watch the Oscars, but am I alone in thinking that Crash is filled with cliches, absurd coincidences and stock characters drawn from the most obvious stereotypes? Hey, I was pulling for Matt Dillon as a substitute for the theft of his rightful award for Drugstore Cowboy, but other than that, even Terence Howard didn't impress me in Crash, and he was robbed when voters fell once again for mimicry over actually creating something out of nothing. I like Philip Seymour Hoffman, but we need a break from biopics. Howard filled Hustle and Flow not with schtick, but with painful and desperate longing, a performance so good that even the sellout ending couldn't tarnish his act. Jessica Alba wins dress and body award. Oh my god. Jon Stewart bombed his monologue but came back with some solid one-liners along the way. Sure glad we got to see the Sound Editing Award but they cut off the Best Picture winners' speech so that the writer/director had no chance to speak. Why is Jack Nicholson still the king when he hasn't done anything great in ages? And what's with Robert Altman being gracious? He hates 99% of the bastards in the auditorium, but something about that hall and event breeds cloying humility. "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp" is the best winner and the best speech that no one could understand a word of, but I have to say that Dolly Parton delivered with full confidence. All in all a total bore, with just the shock of a Best Picture victory that was totally undeserved.
At least now The Daily Show will come back.
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