went to a whole bunch of people.
We held a very small Oscar night, including as always too much food. For example Tortillas, which looked like that before they were done:
and like so when they actually were (to the right):
In the end, they weren’t worth the trouble. What I liked a whole lot better were the Empanadillas, which had a nice cheese dough and a filling consisting of delicious cheese, bacon and beans.
The show itself was fun, John Stewart did an excellent job. We did the whole ballot thing, and I actually had 15 correct, including most of the important ones. Oh, and the foreign one, which turned out to be the Austrian contestant, The Counterfeiters. I’m really happy for them, but I fear there’s going to be a whole lot of self-applauding by politicians and other sycophants in the coming weeks. Filming in Austria most likely hindered the makers more than it helped them. Which makes their win even more impressive.
Since there was The Counterfeiters up for best foreign movie, Austrian National Broadcasting decided to broadcast the show live again, filling the US-commercials-void with blabber by two self-indulgent men, who constantly were so engrossed in their own story-telling, that they kept forgetting to go back to the show when the commercial breaks were over. Next year, if you do decide to broadcast again, please either show commercials yourself or just a still image until the US commercials are over.
Here’s the whole list of all the winners.
Last year we were unable to witness from the cozy confines of our own home the greatness that is a self-celebratory wankfest, mainly due to a certain cable company promising things they couldn’t hold.
Today we’re on the eve of the first Oscar Night in our very own living room, accompanied by my sister and two friends. I’m looking forward to it very much, not least because we’ve made sure to purchase only the finest and of course the most of the foods available in this part of the world.
I hope you all have a fun night too.
Yours,
Dick Tracy
PS: Yes, only certain people will be able to comprehend my rather ingenious nom de plume, and yes, the powers of the almighty and ever so gracious copyright and trademark laws governing such precious creative outputs as the name “Oscar” should have forced me to add a tiny “R” next to “Oscar”. But I just couldn’t be arsed.
Contrary to my belief in non-adherence to mainstream happenings, I’ve always thoroughly enjoyed watching the Oscars. When I still lived with my parents, we stayed up all night (to all the people not familiar with the concept of different time zones…the show starts here at approximately 1:30 am) and watched it on a cable channel that was nice enough to broadcast the whole thing without some commentator dead-set on simultaneously translating the speeches into German. It was always a very nice experience, although school right afterward was always hell.
Well, cut to the present day: here in Vienna, we’re blessed with but three TV channels, and the one that would have the money, ORF, doesn’t deem it necessary to broadcast the show. It is of course necessary to broadcast each and every sporting event throughout the whole fucking year, but not necessary to broadcast this once-a-year thing. Not even when an Austrian documentary’s nominated. Oh well.
This year my girlfriend and I decided to dodge this bullet of ignorance. You see, we had a plan. A rock-solid, dead simple plan. Here it is:
# Order cable
# Watch award show on cable
I signed the contract a month ago, after the guy from the cable company said that we could have it within three weeks. Which was of course bullshit. I knew it, he knew it, but I just ignored it.
The thing that’s pissing me off is that an electrician installed the cable inside the apartment building one and a half weeks ago. Since then, nothing has happened. I’ve placed numerous calls to the guy, but until today he was “not here right now”, and when I called today he was “sick”. Yeah right.
So, that means it’s all over. We’ll have to make do with the 1 1/2 hour summary broadcast by ORF, which will of course feature German commentators simultaneously translating the speeches.
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