Monday, February 25, 2008

Best Kiss

One of the challenges about having an Oscar party is that you don't really watch the show quite the same way as you would alone on the couch. So unlike the Grammys, I don't have a list of aperçus (though I am pleased to note that, like the Grammys, a client won big).

But it appears I missed the big moment when Daniel Day-Lewis kissed George Clooney on the way to the stage, earning him the envy of millions and inspiring an onslaught of slash fanfic in which Daniel Plainview drinks Michael Clayton's milkshake. (No, I can't explain anything about that sentence to you if you don't already understand it.)

Michael Clayton's grim account of corporate betrayal and personal redemption richly deserved its Best Picture nomination, but was overshadowed by the larger-scale No Country for Old Men and There Will Be Blood. Tilda Swinton's performance in it was truly astounding - it's not easy to make a detestable character sympathetic. And while I hated her Lanvin dress, I've always admired her fearless personal style - unlike, say, Jennifer Hudson (my vote for worst-dressed last night), she doesn't care if you like it.

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