Oscar Recap

Oscar Red Carpet/lots of awkward and useless interviews

Oscar Red Carpet/lots of awkward and useless interviews

While Tinseltown is nursing its glitter hangover, here is a quick recap of the noteworthy stuff from last night’s 81st Annual Academy Awards…

Mr. Broadway sashayed all over the Oscars last night

Mr. Broadway sashayed all over the Oscars last night

Host Huge Ackman brought it! — (for some reason that joke never gets old for me) Anyway, the producers decided to take a gamble this year and go for the entertainer host rather than the bitter and mean comedian host, and boy did that Hugh Jackman deliver! Between his debonair good looks, sexy accent and tireless prancing, singing and jazz hands the man had me convinced that maybe the Oscars could actually be fun.

Mmmm, milk and cigarettes (Anne, in "Rachel Getting Married")

Mmmm, milk and cigarettes (Anne, in "Rachel Getting Married")

No Oscar, but Anne Hathaway was still a winner — Ok, I must admit, when she starred in all those Disney movies I was like yawn, but wow, with great performances in Devil Wears Prada, Brokeback Mountain and her Oscar nom for Rachel Getting Married Miss Anne has taken Hollywood by storm. That brilliant duet with Jackman in the opening musical number and then getting super kudos from Shirley “I’m wise b/c I’ve had many lives” MacLaine, Anne had much to toast to at the after parties.

Jen and Brad in the olden days...kind of makes me sad, I think they are a cuter couple than Brad and Lara Croft

Jen and Brad in the olden days...kind of makes me sad, I think they are a cuter couple than Benjamin Button and Lara Croft

Was it me or did Brangelina make her nervous? — Her hair looked cute, but Jen Aniston seemed really aware and possibly kind of freaking out that Bradley and Angie were just feet from her when she gave out all those animation awards with Jack “Kungfu Panda” Black. I think at one point she gave a “oh, hello over there” Samantha/Bewitched twinkled-nose smile toward the Jolie-Pitt aura that glowed from the front row. Regardless, she seemed flustered as all hell.

"At Last" called and said it wanted it's song back

"At Last" called and said it wanted it's song back

Beyonce, put “At Last” away and move on, PLEASE — I was already not into that clusterf**k tribute to Broadway (or let’s call it what it really was, one big informercial: please go to NYC and see a Broadway play before the whole damn street dries up!) and then Beyonce breaks out into the Etta James classic, AGAIN. Enough! Go back to putting a ring on it or being a boy or whatever. Thanks.

When Best Supporting Actor went to the late Heath Ledger there wasn't a dry eye to be found

When Best Supporting Actor went to the late Heath Ledger there wasn't a dry eye to be found

Lots of really touching acceptance speeches — Nice work on the speeches kids! Winslet, Cruz, Penn, the guy who wrote the Harvey Milk screenplay, Heath Ledger’s family; there were some laughs, mostly tears, but no awkward cringing or a rapid flip to Men in Black on TBS.

Vintage Sophia Loren at a previous awards show, so bust-ed

Vintage Sophia Loren at a previous awards show, so bust-ed

LOVED that whole panel/former winners format for the acting awards — When they first did that I was like, OMG, are they going to do that for every single award?! But then it really appealed to my sentimental sappy side, to see the kids from yesteryear and it gave the whole awards thing an extra personal touch. Not to mention it made me all warm and snuggly.

Except for Sophia Loren’s relentless hand-on-hip action, that part sort of weirded me out.

oh-la-la, so lovely!

oh-la-la, so lovely!

Bollywood in Hollywood — Confession, I am a huge fan of Bollywood dancing/music. I get enchanted watching the lovely choreography of spins and dips and how they manage to do things with their hands at the same time; and all those colors, silk and coin jewelry. Anyway, I was excited that all that good stuff made an appearance last night, but it felt like it was watered down. Or maybe it just seemed that way since the stage was like one big shiny diamond tiara with all those lights and stuff.

Ok, I think that just about covers it…hopefully I will be caught up on watching this year’s Oscar contenders by next year’s show. The story of my life.

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