What's the Big D?

I sort of have so many things that I want to write about.  As the queen of random thoughts, really, countless ideas have gone through my head since my last post.  But, as probably everyone in the universe knows, except the kids that Slumdog is about, the Oscars were last night.  And I'm obvs supposed to discuss, since my first post ever was about the Oscar nominations.  Ohhhh but where to start?

How about with Hugh?  

Speaking of Hugh, my sister pointed out to me how chickflick appropriate Hugh Dancy's name is.  Part Hugh Grant, part Mr. Darcy.  Anyway.

Hugh Jackman is the Hugh I mean.  duh.  I know that they tried to pick a theater performer instead of a comedian this year, but I sort of missed the whole comedian route.  Like, everyone tries to make the entire show, except for the death and lifetime achievements, funny, so shouldn't funny be better with a comedian?  He tried to make every bit on the show into a funny musical.  Like Avenue Q.  Without puppets.  Some of it worked really well, while others made me cringe a little.  Everyone knows that I love Mamma Mia and HSM and Zac and Amanda and Vanessa and a little bit Dominic, but the whole musical montage, choreographed by Baz, was sort of a weird jumpy mess.  I would also like to point out that usually my opinions are generally swayed by reviews or my friends' opinion but I haven't heard any yet, so this opinion is pure-Sandy and subject to change.  The Anne Hathaway/Nixon bit was sort of funny, but they needed to decide whether or not she planned it or was surprised better, because she kept changing her mind.

I don't want to talk about the musical numbers anymore.  Normally the musical numbers are my best part.  But this time, I'm actually getting bored of them.  This from the girl who found Mamma Mia online every day and skipped to the songs.  

I would rather talk about Seth Rogen and James Franco's comedy bit.  Because, as I said, comedians are funnier than Broadway actors.  Ummm it was funny.  But it also made me think, was Seth Rogen in ANYTHING this year?  I know that he was in Zack and Miri but I didn't see it, so it like barely counts.  Okay, I could keep going but I am hungry and have written enough anyway.  I'll come back later to discuss the winners and whatever.  Adios.

Little Gold Trophy Men

Known as the Oscars.  I forgot to say what I thought of them in all my haste to start a blog intro.  For the first time in my life I think, I have seen all of the best picture noms and they are exactly what I would have chosen.  I really can't decide which should/will win though.  Any thoughts?  I am so glad that Doubt's only viable nom is for Meryl, oh and Amy Adams, since the movie was no good other than the acting.  Kinda boring. Kinda uneventful.  I guess you could say that about a lot of the movies, except The Dark Knight, but I liked them all.  It was a good year for history majors, considering Milk and Frost/Nixon.  My U.S. history obsession would probably have forced me to love those movies, even if they weren't great.  But they were so score!

I really hope that Heathy wins best supporting again.  And not just because he died.  I still can't believe he died.  But because he was phenom and terrifying and I love him.  

Oy, best animated film.  I don't really remember the days when the animated films were like Beauty and the Beast or Aladdin, since I was in pre school when they came out.  But how can Kung Fu Panda even be in the same category as them?  At least Open Season 2 didn't get a nod.  Not even Smelliot could save those movies.  I'm making a gagging noise inside.  

As a whole, I think it was a seriously impressive year for the Oscars.  You go guys!