Souffle? Well, that's what Oscar is, after all : a puff piece for the Hollywood crowd. A shameless bit of self-promotion, narcissism and self-adulation. But we all love it, nevertheless. I offer a few personal takes on yesterday's epiphany in the following list.
1. The actor John Goodman may be the key to winning in 2014. He appeared in "Argo" which garnered the Best Picture Oscar last night and was in last year's Best Picture "The Artist". Goodman played a cinematic special effects make-up man in" Argo", and a silent movie director in "The Artist". What's his next movie part? A stuntman?
2. Is the red-carpet routine getting a little worn? The cinematic sirens seemed so blase when they were fawned upon by the interviewers who waylaid them en route to the show. After a perfunctory nod to the designer, most of them strutted and posed with about as much energy as a slug.
3. How many ways can you say "stunning" anyway? Or "you wear that dress so well"? Or "spectacular"? Or any other of the other jaded, overworked, uninspired descriptive adjectives?
4. One of Hollywood adorables was asked the shade of red she was wearing. She could only come up with "yes, some sort of red". Can't these Stanislavski wunderkinds converse without a script?
5. Age again was the biggest loser. Witness "Amour" about the married love of an elderly couple. Fat chance it had to win, even if it were the best film. Hollywood is nothing else if it isn't a way to deny the aging process.
6. Speaking of aging, isn't Dustin Hoffman starting to look like one of the Hobbits? And Jack Nicholson? Downright creepy.
7. Finally, Seth MacFarlane on the whole did shake a few coconuts off the Hollywood palms, even though I thought he could have been more edgy. I laughed the most at the "Sound of Music" spoof when we waited for Christopher Plummer to enter through the doors stage right, and instead, after three introductions of the von Trapp family, had the Gestapo appear announcing their escape.