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  Now that I have staggered my way towards the end of an incredibly busy week, I can take a few deep breaths and briefly pontificate about the 2009 Academy Awards. I thought Hugh Jackson did a superb job as the host; he was fetching, entertaining and charming. The production numbers were well-staged and thoroughly enjoyable. Watching the boffo Beyonce-centric number (how long are her gorgeous gams, I wondered...) I thought a time warp took us back to THE HOLLYWOOD PALACE or the ED SULLIVAN SHOW. It appears that the Academy finally deduced that with Hope and Carson gone and Billy Crystal on hiatus, the stand-up comic-host approach had become beyond stale. At least we did not have to suffer through another Jon Stewart or even worse, David Letterman extravaganza that requires East Coast viewers to reach for the No-Doz. I also dug the interactive way that the nominees were made...
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  Some idle thoughts on how some of the star-crossed couples of film noir would celebrate Valentine Day. You’ll have to fill in the blanks with the actors and the movies. Walter and Phyllis might ignore the 45 mile an hour speed limit and decide to kick it down at the beach in Santa Monica. Would Holiday Carleton be inspired to find a way to keep Ralph Cotter from the arms of heiress Margaret Dobson? Jeff and Kathie would probably start off with a drink at the La Mar Azul before heading to Pablo’s to gaze in each others eyes over some American music. Paula misses Frank and just wants him to come home to Banning. Martha asks Sam to drive up at the campsite above the city to look at the lights next to a campfire that is still smoldering… just like her passion Helen gets Sam in a clinch...
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  James Whitmore died the other day and I selfishly thought, "There's goes another irreplaceable actor that I will never get to meet." The more I learned about Whitmore, the more it seems he might have been an irreplaceable human being. Whitmore first entered my consciousness in a Twilight Zone episode that I saw at my grandparents apartment when I was ten years old. He portrayed a well-intentioned, but authoritative leader of a group of people who have been stuck for decades on a barren planet. When the group is able to return to Earth, Whitmore's character mutates from putting the welfare of his people first to becoming frantic over what will become of him now that his mantle of leadership is removed. It was an amazing portrayal about the unintended outcome of power that left this kid absolutely stunned at the finale and thinking about it the next day... and...
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