Maria and I kept it mellow for this year's Oscar viewing, watching it via the comfort of TiVo and our home couch. Alas, no Janet Jackson moment to keep our TiVo busy. And I know, America loves its Billy Crystal. But I find him to be the Jay Leno of Oscar hosts. Bring back Steve Martin, I say.
We had drained our energy on Saturday, when we headed down to Santa Monica and Shutters On The Beach for the Independent Spirit Awards afterparty. (After fighting traffic on the 10 and Pico, that is.)
Place was a madhouse. But drinks flowed, as did chocolate fountains throughout the joint (much to Maria's delight). Packed to the rim were people like Maggie Gyllenhaal and brother Jake; Michael McKean ("A Mighty Wind"); Jennifer Tilly; Patricia Clarkson; "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" Carson Kressley; and John Landis.
After grabbing a "Targetini" (yes, Target, in is quest to exude hipness, co-sponsored the party with the Independent Film Channel), we watched the DJ comb through her CD collection.
The DJ? Believe it or not, Rosanna Arquette. But the real thrill of the evening was seeing legendary "Mayor of the Sunset Strip" and KROQ DJ Rodney Bingenheimer standing there behind the DJ table, helping guide Rosanna in her music choices. (By the way, as an aside, I gotta say that IMDB is great. Just discovered, for example, that Rodney appreared in the Cheech and Chong classic "Up In Smoke." Who knew?!) Music was fine; but after dipping several marshmallows and banana chunks under the chocolate fountain, the cramped quarters got to us and we headed back to Los Feliz.
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