Oscars round up

Hollywood started by making their new "hit" with ten nominations for Best Picture completely pointless. Everything was about Avatar (not enough) and The Hurt Locker (too much).
Annoying chic from movies such as Speed 1 and 2, any-other-movie-where-she-overacts-with-an-souther-accent-dyes-her-hair-chews-gum-and-are-"a-tough-chic"-and-wears-a-bang won Best Actress the exact same moment Hollywood showed that you don't have to be blonde to te retarded. Being part of the Academy is sufficient.
We really did enjoy the many different ways of introducing/presenting the "less interesting: categories. Especially Best Script.
Jeff looked sincerely happy for his win.
Kathryn looked sincerely happy for every member of her crew that won their awards.
Quentin looked sincerely more annoyed after each nominee/loss as the evening proceeded.
Mo'nique seem to be a very, very dramatic and overly pretentious chic to have a beer with.
It probably would have been a very epic fail if UP wouldn't have won for Best Animated Film as it also was (the first and only animated film ever) nominated for Best Picture. No other film from Best Animated Film was nominated elsewhere. So. To. Speak.
[Unfortunately] Michael Bay doesn't seem to be the Academy's favorite. So. To. Speak.
Meryl Streep seems to be a very lovely chic to share a bottle of wine with.
Sandra too, actually.
Penelope Cruz seems to be eating whatever Javier's eating. Sizewise. So. To. Speak.
Michelle Pfeiffer was probably the most gorgeous chic of all and gave the best (personal!) speech of the evening to her friend Jeff.
Kathryn was runner up.
Not the speech though, very not - we're talking shallow looks here. It's Hollywood no one cares about anything else, right.
Oh and it was nice to see that our Swedish colors were held high as the evil guy from Die Hard won for best Sound and Sound Mixing.