Well, the awards season has reached an end until the fall comes back around. Lots of pastels on the red carpet. It’s like they took a page out of my pink handbook. Going into the evening, everyone noted that the four acting categories were all set. Not much intrigue coming into the Oscars. Brad Pitt was to win for Best Supporting Actor and sure enough it was a big night for Brad Pitt who won the first award of the evening, his first acting Oscar ever for his work in “Once Upon a Time … In Hollywood“. Admittedly, I was thrilled for him. Toy Story 4 won. Ho hum. Hair Love won, while expected, was a good thing. Laura Dern won as well and her speech was short and sweet. She’s won all the other awards leading up to this one thus, I imagine she’s already said it all. Parasite won for best international film- which was expected. Deservedly, Joaquin Phoenix won for best actor and I loved his portrayal of the Joker. I will never watch that movie again but I did enjoy its odd darkness.
On a completely different front, I loved the young actress, Julia Butters, who brought a turkey sandwich in her purse. My son, were he to attend the Oscars would stuff either chicken nuggets or a slice of pizza, in his suit pockets. Or he would make me carry it in my purse. He might also pull a Jason Derulo and totally fall down the stairs in style. That was actually quite a scary fall and my son went through one this year. Yikes.
Overall, the show was ok. The Oscars went hostless and as a result there was a bit of heightened snark throughout the evening. It’s as if each presenter was given a list of zingers with which to pepper the award show. There were some funny, snarky lines that made one forget there wasn’t a host. By not having a host, it seems everyone who went on the stage felt an obligation to entertain. It’s an interesting phenomenon. Would we all act similarly if at a hostless event? I imagine so.
And, just when it seemed it would all be predictable Bong Joon Ho won for best original screenplay for Parasite. If you haven’t seen the film, go watch it as quickly as you can. Biting. Insightful. Then Eminem, an hour later, performed his 2002 Oscars winning song for 8 Mile. I liked how the performance broke up the monotony and it was quite random. Very random. Out of nowhere. Then Bong Joon Ho won for best director seemingly coming out of nowhere as Sam Mendes had been winning that all season long. Then Parasite beat out 1917 for best director. I think the screams of cheer were deafening. We like unpredictability. Let’s keep it going.