||[Feb. 25th, 2008|11:13 am]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
Every year I print up the Oscar ballot from the official website and play against friends to see who predicts the most wins correctly. It's our version of an Oscar pool, except it's done minutes before the show starts and usually with one hand while shoveling pizza into our faces with the other. Also, there are no prizes other than bragging rights and a sinking conviction that you need to get a life.
I wound up winning with 14 categories guessed correctly. (And guessing played a big role. The only reason I won with the Short Animated Film, Short Live Action Film and Documentary Short categories is because I blindly happened to guess the right films.)
The show was all right. Not spectacular, but not please-kill-me either. Jon Stewart did a great job (I loved the "Bad Dreams in Hollywood" montage), Bruce Villanch's "comedy" writing failed on the same massive level it does every year, and Hollywood marches on.
I didn't realize Hollywood had such slow delivery services, though. The Oscar Tilda Swinton should have won in 1992 for Orlando took until last night to show up!
I felt bad for Marketa Irglova when she didn't get to speak after she and Glen Hansard won for Original Song, but Jon Stewart kindly brought her back out onto the stage after the commercial break. I wanted her to launch into some kind of lunatic anti-Semitic rant then, just because it would have been funny.