Good morning!
I don’t know about all of you but I’m a little bleary eyed after staying up WAY past my bedtime to watch the 81st Annual Academy Awards last night. Originally, I had only planned to stay up and watch the red carpet show but as usual, I got sucked in and ended up staying up too late. It always seems like a good idea at the time but let me tell you when that alarm goes off at 3:30am…let’s just say if I were on live television, they would have to employ the twenty second delay to bleep out some of the expletives that slipped through my filter this morningJ
I’m a little on the fence about the whole show last night. While there were a few things I liked…Hugh Jackman was warm and engaging…the dresses were gorgeous…and I loved the new way they presented the acting Oscars…there were other parts that left me cold. I was a little disappointed that the Oscar producers made the decision to cater to the lowest common denominator of tabloid fodder by cutting to Angelina Jolie while Jennifer Anniston was on stage with Jack Black. From the minute Jen walked no stage I was thinking “don’t do it…don’t do it….ahhh…they did it!”
I’m hardly a bra burning women’s libber but for some reason that moment struck me as a giant step back for the women’s movement. I mean seriously…what were they expecting to see when the camera panned Angelina’s way…a smug, self satisfied smile on Angie’s face? Nope…that’s nothing we haven’t seen before…that smug smirk has been a permanent fixture on Angie’s mug ever since she swiped Brad from under Jen’s nose all those years and kids ago. Did they think that Jen, deciding at that moment that she just couldn’t take it anymore, was going to leap off the stage and wrap her perfectly manicured hands around Angie’s neck…I mean seriously people…I thought we were smarter than that...well I hoped we were anyway…let’s just say I’m checking to see if my bra is flammable…nuff saidJ