Zzzz...
Oh, I'm sorry. I appear to have fallen asleep.
I don't know what happened. I had been trying to watch the Oscars...
I suppose it's a bit unfair of me to say they were boring, since I decided to leave Isabel's apartment after the first musical number...and never bothered to turn them on when I got home.
From the little taste I had, however, I was not impressed.
The computer generated opening sequence was actually kind of fun. Any sequence that involves transformers and lightsabers is going to do okay in my book...but an opening sequence alone does not make for a fun night of awards ceremonies.
Jon Stewart is always funny when he is mocking Hollywood to its face, but then things inevitably turned political without the slightest association to movies. I suddenly felt like I was watching the Democratic National Convention. Yawn.
Then, the opening awards were all for boring categories with pretty boring speeches. Yawn, yawn.
Next, the first musical number was a totally lame piece from that Disney movie with the fairy tale princess...but the song had very little entertainment value out of context...especially if, like me, you never saw the movie from which it came because you are (like me) a man's man who spent $20 to watch giant killer robots punch each other in the face instead of watching girls sing about cleaning toilets.
Yawn.
By the time I left, both Jon Stewart and George Clooney had explicitly complained about how long the ceremony runs. If the presenters of the show don't even want to sit through the whole thing, then why the heck should I?
Ultimately, it became necessary to leave before the soporific effects of the Oscars could impair my driving.
How fortunate for America that the writers' strike was resolved in time for this ceremony...
Zzzzz....
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