Another (Slanted) Look at the 2007 Oscars
Most vanilla Oscars ever. Ellen DeGeneres wasn't a bad host. But she wasn't a good one. Her mildly funny jokes and conversational good nature made it feel like we were watching a daytime talk show host wallowing in the oversized britches of a big-time awards ceremony. Oh wait, we were. Thank you, Ellen DeGeneres, for proving that queers can be as bland and conventional as breeders.
Jerry Seinfeld's presentation of the feature documentary award was so spot-on funny it made me wonder: why isn't he hosting the Oscars?
Celine Dion's "tribute" to Ennio Morricone was the most awkward musical pairing since Elliott Smith stood between Trisha Yearwood and Celine Dion after performing "Miss Misery."
The dance vignettes from Pilobolus were inventive and mercifully brief, but it almost made me long for last year's emotive, Debbie Allen choreographed terribleness. What else are we going to laugh at in an awards show this stale?
Idi Amin has a posse! Everyone's noting the startling look-alike quality of Forest Whitaker and Idi Amin, but don't forget Yaphet Kotto's portrayal of the Ugandan dictator in Raid at Entebbe. Now that's a doppelganger. And let's not forget Amin himself, so amazingly depicted by Barbet Schroeder in the 1974 documentary Idi Amin Dada.
Jennifer Hudson gave a rousing performance made all the more compelling by the struggle of her breasts to escape from her dress. The right one almost made it, but alas freedom was not to be found.