Clearly last night’s Academy Awards should have been the highlight of my cultural year. I spent months watching all the movies, reading all the blogs, talking at length with my friends (whether they wanted to or not) about who would be nominated and who would win and would they actually deserved those nominations. I sat through two full day marathons to see all the Best Picture nominees.
I was invested, dammit.
So the day after is a bit of a let down. To be honest, last night was the start of the let down. Billy Crystal had a few moments that garnered real laughter, such as the “what are they thinking/mind reading” segment. But mostly he just felt – and looked – tired. Much like his jokes, Mr. Crystal has gotten old. Which is OK! That’s what happens. People age. And clearly so does their comic sensibility.
For the most part, the presenters were awkward. JLo and Cameron Diaz – yes you have nice asses. Posing isn’t a joke. Which reminds me, Angelina Jolie? Enough. Just enough. Stop it. If not for Jim Rash’s impromptu physical humor, I would be really annoyed.
And as much I really really love Robert Downey, Jr. that whole “The Presenter” thing just didn’t work. Gwenyth isn’t a good comedic partner and the crowd just wasn’t with you.
That being said, there were a few moments I would watch again – Will Ferrell and Zach Galifianakis’s tuxedoed cymbal playing. The test audience for The Wizard of Oz featuring all the players from the world of Christopher Guest – I too feel we could lose Dorothy. The performance by Cirque du Soliel. I was originally skeptical of this; I’d seen them in Vegas and was blown away, but would it work in this context? Yes – they kept it short and sweet and visually interesting without going too long.
Most of the awards weren’t surprises – Meryl Streep was a bit. And Pixar losing Best Animated Short was too. But overall, things were predictable. Which is really alright as I don’t watch the show for surprises. I watch to be entertained. Thing is that last night, I just wasn’t all that entertained.
A few people have been wondering if all of us sitting around watching the Oscars while simultaneously blogging or tweeting about it has made us hypercritical. I think we’d be this hypercritical in our comments to anyone in the room with us. I pull no punches.
So where does this leave us for next year? Not sure I really want to watch Crystal struggle for another year, nor do I want to want Anne Hathaway and James Franco muck things up with over/undertrying and flop sweat. I love Jon Stewart but I don’t think the audience is the right audience for him. Neil Patrick Harris? He seems to do well with the Emmys and the Tonys, so wouldn’t this be the next logical step?
Either way, regardless of who emcees, regardless of which films are nominated I’ll be there, snark at the ready.