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For the first time since, well, last year I don't really have much to say about the Oscars this year. Except that it was kind of like watching an extended version of the most recent Harry Potter flick. You kind of zone out and you don't really know what's going on or who did what just a minute ago and as soon as it's over you forget all about it.

I was bored with the Oscars as soon as this year's nominations were announced. The Golden Globes were much more exciting. I'm happy that Reese Witherspoon won for Walk The Line but can we please cease and desist with the "I'm just a girl from Tenessee/South Africa/a trailer park" preface to the acceptance speeches?

By the way, I'm so bored with beautiful women who, between making Bergman-esque Chanel No. 5 commercials, make themselves "ugly" to play "real people" and everyone goes oooh and ahhh.

And also? Crash, which won Best Picture last night, was total crap. The so-called provocative dialogue couldn't have been more forced and the ending made me want to throw my cherry coke slush all over the screen.

Fuck Oscar and go Netflix Head-On, a Turkish gem that should have been nominated for best foreign film. The leading lady is a former porn star. Since the academy is now evidently sympathizing with how hard it is to be a pimp, I don't know why they can't do the same for the pussy.