Director Steve McQueen reacts to his Best Picture win. (Photo by AP) |
Ellen DeGeneres was a pleasant, if forgettable, host who
decided to forego any roast-style humor. So of course the room loved her.
Believe it or not, people with giant egos aren’t big fans of jokes at their
expense. (I know – shocking, right?)
Those of us watching at home, however, spent a lot of time
looking at our watches as she delivered one cute but time-consuming bit after
another. Here are the segments that stood out most to me, for good or ill.
The Good
The final joke in DeGeneres’ monologue: Most of the host’s jokes were chuckle-worthy at best, but she closed with a genuinely hilarious poke at the Academy. Referring to the evening’s unpredictable categories, she said the night could end in one of two ways: “possibility number one, 12 Years a Slave wins Best Picture. Possibility number two, you’re all racist.” It was a slightly shocking yet welcome reminder of DeGeneres’ stand-up roots.
The final joke in DeGeneres’ monologue: Most of the host’s jokes were chuckle-worthy at best, but she closed with a genuinely hilarious poke at the Academy. Referring to the evening’s unpredictable categories, she said the night could end in one of two ways: “possibility number one, 12 Years a Slave wins Best Picture. Possibility number two, you’re all racist.” It was a slightly shocking yet welcome reminder of DeGeneres’ stand-up roots.
Pharrell Williams’
“Happy” performance: I’m still glad “Let It Go” won the Oscar for Best
Song, but you’re dead inside if “Happy” doesn’t get your toes tapping. In fact,
the tune is so infectious that Williams got actresses Lupita Nyong’o, Meryl
Streep and Amy Adams to show off some of their best moves. I’m all for anything
that allows that self-important room to take itself less seriously for a few
minutes.
Bill Murray wins at
everything: His joyous reaction to 20 Feet From Stardom star Darlene Love
singing part of her acceptance speech? Sublime. When he hijacked the Best
Cinematography category to pay quick tribute to the great Harold Ramis?
Beautiful. He’d never agree to host the show in a million years, but I’d watch
the heck out of it.
Cate Blanchett’s
acceptance speech: Best Actress was the biggest lock of the night. Heck,
presenter Daniel Day-Lewis probably didn’t even need to open the envelope. But
instead of accepting the award as formality, the Blue Jasmine star delivered
a passionate speech about Hollywood’s lack of faith in female-driven films. She
made a lot of excellent points without sounding bitter or preachy.
In Memoriam, Part
One: I still maintain that the “by round of applause, who’s the most famous
dead person?” segment is tacky. But I have to admit I was touched that the
Academy included two of my favorite authors, Elmore Leonard and Richard
Matheson, among the more famous faces.
12 Years a Slave
wins Best Picture: I picked Gravity to win the big prize, simply because
I cynically assumed that Oscar voters would think of the beautiful yet
devastating 12 Years a Slave as homework rather than art. I’m glad I
misjudged them; history will look back favorably on their choice.
The Ill
The never-ending
montages: Oscar sure does love its clip
shows, especially nonsensical ones that seem to exist for no other reason than
to eat up time better spent on awards. I rolled my eyes at the first one, but
when they showed yet another at 10:50 – when there were still nine categories
to go! – I started to lose my patience.
DeGeneres’ ongoing pizza bit: It was a cute idea in theory – poking fun at
the length of the show by asking if the attendees wanted to order pizza, then handing
it out to everyone when it arrived – but letting it play out in real time was
brutal. After midnight rolled around, I realized I could’ve already been in bed
if not for the bit. (And, come on, asking the perennially-stoned Harrison Ford
if he wanted a slice? What kind of rookie question was that? Of course he did.)
Holding a non-televised ceremony for more
interesting recipients: Did
you know that Angela Lansbury, Angelina Jolie and Steve Martin won Oscars this
year? We didn’t see it, or get to hear their speeches, but who had time for
that when there were vague montages about heroes to show? Plus, Ellen had to hand
out pizza and take selfies.
John Travolta butchers Idina Menzel’s name: A presenter has one crucial job to do – say
someone’s name. But when it was time for Travolta to introduce the Tony winner and
her smash hit “Let It Go,” he mangled the singer’s name so bizarrely that it
affected her performance. Sure, she’s got a unique name. But it’s pronounced
just like it looks and the woman is one of the most famous stage actresses on
the planet. Where the heck did “Adele Dazeem” come from?
In Memoriam, Part Two: The simple backdrop of photos and names
accompanied by unobtrusive music was a nice touch. But then Bette Midler came
out and belted “Wind Beneath My Wings” as the screen split Philip Seymour
Hoffman’s face in half. I didn’t know the distinguished actor personally, but
everything I’ve read about the man tells me he would’ve downright loathed the
schmaltzy segment.
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