LIONEL PODCAST: The Oscars Don’t Suck. We Do. The Pathetic Truth About This Snoozefest.

Now let me ask you. Doesn’t Burton Gilliam from Blazing Saddles look just like James Franco? No, I mean the teeth. Seriously. Can you say Mako?

If you sat through the Oscars last night, waterboarding should be a snap. And it required a heaping helping of sitzfleisch, the ability to sit through or tolerate something boring. When trailer trash Melissa Leo drooped the F-bomb, I was at least happy that something memorable happened. It was dreary, slow, grinding and soporific. And those were its good points. Herein I dissect it and throw in for good measure an appraisal of the code words utilized to hide what everybody means.

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