Oscars, etc.

Well, the world is simply ABUZZ over the Oscars (yeah, right).

Hollywood's big celebration of the ego and its accompanying bizarre compulsion to spend vast amounts of money on really dopey looking outfits took place Sunday night, with the usual collection of surprises, tears, aimlessly rambling acceptance speeches, snubbed veterans, and airing of political stances.

I wasn't initially going to write about the Oscars, but I found a Yahoo! article about ancient Peruvian figures being discovered on a mountainside, and the mention of ancient figures naturally made me think of surprise winner Clint Eastwood.

The venerable actor/director scored big with his movie Million Dollar Baby, which is about a female boxer who dies, or something.

I haven't seen the movie because it doesn't have Kevin Costner, Jack Nicholson, or Denzel Washington in it. Plus, I hate movies where people die at the end (unless they are REALLY ANNOYING, like in Beaches).

Additionally, I would never watch a movie in a theater. I mean come on, pay 10 bucks to sit in a smelly room with sticky floors for two hours while some idiot with a laser pointer draws circles around people's eyes on the screen?

No, I prefer to wait until the movie has been out for a while, say ten years. Then, you can get it out of the dollar-for-a-week bin at the DVD rental place.

So anyhow, congrats to the winners, my outrage at the injustice to the losers, and Clint, here's hoping you're still around making movies in ten years, when I finally get around to seeing Million Dollar Baby. Any chance Jack Nicholson could star in your next flick?