Well, my husband and I watched the Oscars last night. It's not nearly as fun as the process leading up to it: the speculation, the nominations, the politics. My choice for best film never wins, and last night was no different, even though I would have been happy with Lincoln, Life of Pi or Amour. Thank goodness they didn't go completely crazy and gave Daniel Day-Lewis the award for best actor. And he had the best speech by far. But Jennifer Lawrence over Emmanuelle Riva and Jessica Chastain? And Anne Hathaway over Sally Field and Amy Adams? Come on. I'm sure Christopher Waltz deserved his. And Michael Haneke for his original screenplay. But Tony Kushner should have gotten adapted. At least Life of Pi got cinematogaphy. Argo is a super intertaining film, but it is inaccurate historically and has a little bit of humor, history and drama stirred in a broth that Hollywood likes. They want to stay away from either truth telling, as in Zero Dark Thirty or Lincoln, and especially from deep issues as in Life of Pi or Amour.
Anyway, I mainly watch it for the dresses, and there were many lovely ones. I thought Salma Hayek, Amy Adams, Charlise Theron and Anne Hathaway looked gorgeous, but many more did as well. Jennifer Lawrence fell on her dress, so perhaps that was not the wisest choice. Speaking of wisest choices, Meryl Streep again managed to find a dress that was unbelievably hideous and made her look hippy. She has a knack for bad dressing. Charlise Theron and Channing Tatum dancing, Shirley Bassey and Barbara Streisland and Adele singing, were delightful. I thought Seth Mac Farlane was inane, and Paul Rudd and Melissa McCarthy seemed drugged, but most presenters were fine.
We watched the show while eating crispy chicken tacos and drinking beer, and were relieved when it was all over. There were three, at least, masterpieces this year: Lincoln, Life of Pi and Amour, and I'm willing to add The Master and Zero Dark Thirty, though I haven't seen it. But no, we have another Crash, which nobody will see twice. Strange world down there in SoCal. Oh, well.
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