We are watching the Oscars. Yeah, I know.
We saw a lot of movies this year. It makes no difference. My most spoken line to Helaine is “Who is that?”
Hugh Jackman is very likable. Very talented. He disappeared in the second half of the show.
Heath Ledger’s family is walking up to accept his Oscar. “They couldn’t have gotten better seats,” asked Helaine?
Ben Stiller–funny as Joaquin Phoenix. I am surprised that single appearance on Letterman was considered enough of a universal experience to use it.
I miss Billy Crystal.
I miss Jon Stewart.
Jerry Lewis looked frail and in pain.
Whenever anyone says something good about Slumdog Millionaire (a movie we both enjoyed) I am fearful people will go without knowing how violent and depraved some parts are. And, by the way, why is that movie now being heavily promoted with the totally meaningless credit roll dance scene? It isn’t really part of the movie.
Oh Jennifer Aniston. Helaine says Jennifer Aniston has too much personal baggage for me. Not quite an unbiased view, is it?
You don’t want to know how much time you can save by watching the Oscars on a DVR five days after the fact.