Writing for the Carpetbagger, Tony Scott:
It looks like they might bring this one in at under three hours, so I‚Äôll curb my complaining. And I‚Äôll close by noting that this seemed not only like a relatively brief Oscar ceremony, but a small one. Maybe this is a harbinger of things to come. Like it or not, the movies have lost their pop-cultural supremacy, and the fate of the Oscars may either be to go after a vanished mass appeal or to scale down, acknowledge the shrinking of the audience and turn into something like the Tonys. More of a coterie affair, appealing to the aficionados and the curious. It would be an honorable outcome.
And the 3 hour, 20+ minute Oscars telecast ended, fittingly for tonight, with more Tony’s-style music. On a dark stage devoid of color or interest.¬†Followed by a tacky montage of upcoming movies at the end of the show. And, once again, AMPAS committed public suicide.
I have a lot of thoughts right now. The amazing show that Bill Condon and Larry Mark should be so, so proud of, a glorious night for what I feel to be the year‚Äôs best film, pleasant surprises and strangely easy-to-handle disappointments‚Ä¶this is the best Oscar telecast I‚Äôve ever seen. And it‚Äôs doubly sweet, since I don‚Äôt believe I‚Äôve gone 21/24 on my predictions in a long, long time ‚Äî if ever.