Awesome…Jon Stewart is playing Wii Tennis on the huge set screen with the little girl from the gospel coir.
(And another free ad for something cool).
(But how cool would it be to play Wii on a 20-foot screen?)
I must amend my previous comment about not shaving for the Academy Awards. If you’re Colin Farrell…well, go right ahead. Colin Farrell with a clean-shaven chin is like Matthew McConaughey with a shirt on. Yes, it’s technically correct and proper but somehow it doesn’t fit.
I’m willing to issue him a laminated pass of some sort — like a handicapped parking placard — so that he isn’t hassled about this.
I’m unfamiliar with this nominated song (“Once”), so I’m sure I wrong…but did the singer lose his place once or twice?
He’s playing a guitar with a big hole in it, like Willie Nelson’s “Trigger.” So does it continue to be a guitar, even with that huge fist-sized hole in it? Or at this point is it mostly just a prop, which you can only play if there’s a big orchestra around you covering up the awful sound?
Jack Nicholson gamely hand-over-hands his way across a very dry “Best Picture” montage intro. Hard to imahgine that they’re going to run through every last one of these.
Very dull presentation, too. Looks uncannily like the sort of movie browser Apple would write for iTunes or the Apple TV. “Hey, look at us! We can render specular hghlights and reflections on the fly!”
Ihnatko calculates the time to go from 1957 and 2007 and wisely chooses to go to the kitchen for a snack and beverage..
Am back — with a Dr. Pepper and a banana — by 1997.
Film Editing. Another favorite category. The amount of power an editor has is incredible. At the end of principal photography, all the director has is the potential for a great movie. It’s up to the editor to snap all of those pieces together.
Winner is “Bourne Ultimatum”…a very good pick. Lots of frenetic action and it all made sense.
Not a fan of the “black tie on black shirt on black jacket” look.
Does Bill Conti really have to wear his laminated ID necklace in the orchestra pit? Isn’t the fact that he’s in there waving a pointy stick all the ID he needs?
Nicole Kidman, looking a lot like my grandmother’s tabletop Christmas tree. Covered in tinsel in 1973 and then for 25 years afterward, they’d just pop a trash back over it in New Year’s and put it back in the attic until the day after Thanksgiving.
Robert Boyle — legendary name in film. 91 years old and still obviously sharp!
I bet the orchestra doesn’t play him off. At 91, he’s earned his “kiss my ass” spurs and would just keep talking until he’s said his piece.
Lovely, lovely speech. I hope a transcript of that gets posted somewhere.