
OK—I guess except for the Passion of the Christ score, I called it. I called it all! But so did everyone else, mostly.
Gil Cates is going to get a lot of kudos tomorrow. Fascists do make the trains run on time. Next year, he should ax the grotesque Best Song numbers. Even the lovely winning song was a bummer this year in Antonio Banderas' rendition.
Classiest speeches: Jamie Foxx, Morgan Freeman, Charlie Kaufman. Interesting that they were all so terrified of being cut off that they behaved themselves.
More in the a.m. when I've had a chance to sleep it off.
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