I’d like to thank the Academy for making the Oscars very predictable this year.
At 9:45 cst I wrote down “Slumdog Millionaire” for every award it was nominated for that hadn’t been presented yet. I was correct with every one.
The only things that might have been considered upsets would be Sean Penn winning for “Milk” (which I saw coming and hoped for, even though I was expecting Mickey Rourke when the envelope was opened.) and “Departures” winning for Best Foreign Language Film instead of “Waltz with Bashir.”
But “Slumdog” was a freaking juggernaut. As my father put it, it wouldn’t have been too shocking if “Slumdog Millionaire” won awards it wasn’t nominated for.
As much as I would have liked for “Milk” to win Best Picture, I didn’t think that this was going to happen. I tried to explain this to my sister.
“Is it because you think the Academy is homophobic?” She said.
“No,” I replied. “I think it’s because it’s up against ‘Slumdog Millionaire’.”
And, I think we all saw Heath Ledger’s win coming for the past eight months. I think if the Academy had given it to anyone else, real people, not just pissy Facebookers would have been on their back.
Sean Penn and Dustin Lance Black’s speeches were great.
But the “musical is back” number? Definately Baz, who I used to appreciate and enjoy until “Australia.” But did they have to start it off with mentioning “Mamma Mia!”, which I wish I had Netflixed instead of paying $8 at my movie theatre. It felt choppy and uneven and suddenly out of freaking nowhere came Zac Efron (May I also take the chance to say that Robert Pattinson was good, Zac Efron, no.) and I think Vanessa Hudgens. Really?
Anyway, here it is. At the start I thought it was doing better than some numbers on the most recent broadcast of the Tony Awards, but my mind changed by the end.
And you won’t here much about it, but Tina Fey and Steve Martin poked fun at Scientology.