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Normally I fall on Cintra Wilson's articles with glee, but I think she missed this one by a mile.
Jon Stewart, though dwarfed by that dreadful huge theater, was fine, and the film clips and montages were interesting and very funny.
Playing music through the speeches was unforgiveably rude. The folks at home might make fun, but the Oscars are also about industry achievement and the winners deserved a couple of minutes without bad lounge music playing through it.
There should have been more bad taste, but there was some and how did Cintra miss it?
I was hoping to find out why all the women were painted gold, what the heck was perched on Charlize Theron's shoulder, what the FUCK happened to Dolly Parton's face. I wondered what was running through Matt Dillon's mind all night, as he never changed expression one time. Does Jack Nicholson really have one single, tired schtick? There should be a drinking game where you do a shot when that eyebrow of his pops up. Paul Haggis's wife popped a tit, did Cintra go for a pee at that crucial bad taste moment?
Oh well, most of the viewers had fun (my dinner was delicious!). There's always next year, Cintra.
