Oscars Part XI

This is beginning to be ridiculous lengthwise and postwise.

The prettiest man in the world is giving out documentary awards with the crazy newest Bond girl. She looks weird, and her dress looks like a craft project with cheesecloth gone terribly, terribly amok. Best Documentary Short is "The Blood of the Yingzhou District" and my spelling may not be quite right there. And another totally awesome 80's prom dress graces the stage.

Seinfeld makes his triumphant return to the Oscars? Or something. I guess. He is presenting documentaries and making bad jokes. Okay, the garbage bit is kind of funny. The Best Documentary Feature is "An Inconvenient Truth" (but boy were a lot of the others about Iraq?) which was probably the worst documentary up there. Technically and form-wise it was not that good, but its message was hugely important, so it wins for importance. It is hands down the most important film in the Oscars this year. It is probably the most important film of the century so far.

Here's Clint. Talking about the score, and Morricone and giving him a special Oscar. Also f-ing up his lines and the title of the tribute film. And now Cline is singing, but I am not entirely sure why. The song is very pretty though, and he jewels are fantastic even if her dress is not. What is she doing with the hand on her ears? Her makeup artist needs to be replaced because her lipstick shade was not okay and the close-ups showed a very bad lip line job. He is not speaking English, and no one is translating which is very weird and kind of uncomfortable, but then Clint steps up with a translation. His LL may be twice as long, and perhaps it wouldn't be lame if we had any idea what he was saying until after Clint does a bumbling job of translating. This translation job screwed up all sorts of things. No one knew when to clap.