This was the first Oscar show I watched all the way through, and that's a minor miracle. I didn't even care about the nominations or the fashion* or anything, I just thought Jon Stewart was funny as hell. I mean, who cares if the stars didn't laugh at the joke about piracy and some of them barely being able to afford enough gown to cover their breasts? I laughed, and so did the Mr. And the pre-taped bits, like the first thing with the previous Oscar hosts, the one about the gay side of old cowboy movies, and best of all, the political ad for the "nice, American" name Reese Witherspoon? Oscar gold, I thought. But then again I'm not part of the regular TV-watching public either, so what do I know? I only clicked off Reese Witherspoon's acceptance speech (we watched most of it on DVR) because she's a great actress and all, but just too squeaky for me. And I missed the whole thing with the Three 6 Mafia because I was in the kitchen making a banana topping for the ice cream.
*About fashion: well, I did like some of the dresses. The trend this year seemed to be more coverage down below, even to the point of hoopskirts, and less up above. I was kind of shocked by some of the pudgy arms I saw in spaghetti straps. I don't ever go sleeveless in public, and there were bigger arms than mine, just flapping in the breeze out there. Not to say that people with big arms don't deserve to live or something, I just don't see why it's mandatory to have them uncovered for the Oscars.