Ah, Owen Wilson and Ben Stiller - always reliable comedy. They were the only good thing about that red carpet travesty, and they put together a great introduction to the Shorts categories.
(Oh no: Sting! The curse of any awards show.)
Every year I wonder why the show has to go on for hours and hours and hours.
Two would be plenty enough; move some of the technical awards away from the main show, cut the schtick and the musical numbers, and you'd end up with a tight and entertaining event. I mean, no one appreciates these bloated epics - at least not when they're being broadcast on a Sunday night. (I have to be at work in five hours. God.)
At least it looks as though they're doing all the musical numbers in one go - which is good. Less time wasted. (Fingers crossed for Annie Lennox and
Into the West; beautiful song.) Uh, nope, they only did three of 'em. Oh well.