As much as I thought Mickey Rourke deserved and was going to win the Oscar for best actor, doubts begun to creep in about the time I saw him lurch across the red carpet to converse with the dude from American Idol about the multiple bits of jewelry he was wearing featuring pictures of his dead chihuahua, Loki.
You want to think that these Academy dudes & dudettes are going to vote on merit, but they're human, after all, and if they're committed enough to vote, they're probably committed enough to not really savour the idea of a shambolic mess in a white suit and shades going on and on and on for five minutes about how Eric Roberts is the greatest working actor, as he did in his Independent Spirit award acceptance speech. Jesus Christ dude.
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