Well I had a nice night at an Oscar party last night. (To be honest when I say Oscar party what I really mean is a regular dinner party where the Oscars just happened to be on in the background. The conversation was fascinating and lively.)

Usually I don’t bother with the Oscars. For the most part I consider them the industry’s night of self congratulation with the old boy’s club out in force with the occasional political statement thrown in for good measure. For the most part I usually don’t expect the best and most interesting films of the year to be nominated let alone win.

In fact this was the first year in a while I hadn’t seen a single film nominated. So I wasn’t even rooting for anyone this year.

But still it was fun. Watching all of the expensive gowns being paraded on the red carpet, watching Ellen DeGeneres hamming it up, being very confused when John Travolta got Idina Menzel’s name extremely wrong before she performed “Let It Go” (and while we’re on the subject of great performances Pink sing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” was pretty cool too. And most importantly the look of ecstatic glee on the face of someone who wasn’t quite expecting to win… PRICELESS.