Academy Awards: Would an annual streaker fix the Oscars?
Today, as part of my ongoing effort to fix all that is wrong with society, I take on the Oscars. I watched Sunday. It was awful. Jon Stewart was dull, the presenters were dull, the song routines were beyond dull. And all that dull took nearly four hours. As a speech coach once told me, “If you’re gonna stink, at least don’t take a lot of time to do it.” Here’s my eight-point plan for jazzing up the show: 1) Force Billy Crystal to host. I know he doesn’t want to anymore, but I don’t care. He’s the only good host the show ever had. I say we tell him either host or we never watch or rent “When Harry Met Sally” again. (Bonus here for guys if he refuses — “Harry” being a Top 10 chick flick that women torture men with.) Associated PressHmm. I wonder where the 1974 Oscars streaker got the idea to go naked to the ceremony?2) Limit the show to 10 awards, tops. Do we really need to see the award for Best Assistant Key Grip on an Animated Foreign Feature? Do we need Best Foreign Film Directed By
