Oscar Night

The story goes that when D.W. Griffith released The Struggle in 1931, a number of critics refused to review it out of respect for his former accomplishments.

And so it goes with Kirk Douglas at last night's Oscars. The Siren closed her eyes, and thought of Colonel Dax.

There really aren't many observations that the Siren has to make about the awards. They were enjoyable, James Franco is handsome, the actresses wore pretty things, the Siren went to an awesome potluck party and everyone said nice things about her quinoa salad. This ranks as a success in her eyes. The Siren does not look for much justice in this vale of tears, period, let alone at the Oscars. But here goes:

1. The King's Speech is not a bad movie. The Siren preferred The Social Network, like most of her acquaintance, but enough already. She repeats, The King's Speech is not a bad movie, and Colin Firth's speech was pretty charming, despite the old "my career just peaked" opening.

2. Ann Hathaway's best dress was the red one, the worst that sort of gray spidery thing that was number 2.

3. You know, the Siren isn't going to complain about getting a larger dose of Lena Horne than anticipated. But giving the woman a special award while she was still with us, even quarantined at that blasted Governor's Banquet they have now, would have been even nicer.

4. If you are going to include clips of old movies, they should, ideally, have some relation to what's happening on stage. Not just Tara's Theme, then…whatever that award was. This does. not. help.

And now the Siren returns to her regularly scheduled routine of getting more worked up over the 1942 Oscars, say, than she does over this year's. Carry on.