The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King has proven itself to be the ruler of the Oscars, sweeping all 11 of its awards. And quite deservingly, too.
I must have been an idiot to drag myself out of bed at 9am just to catch the awards ceremony but well, my excuse is that this would probably be the last time ever that I can watch it live. Usually, I would be in school and from this year on, I would be joining the rat race so Monday mornings would be spent rushing to work and suffering from Monday blues and not watching the Academy Awards live.
Anyway, my parasocial relationship with the trilogy manifested when I laughed and cheered each time LOTR won an award. And as it is, my sharp eyes caught on quite early on that my King, Aragorn, did not turn up for the ceremony.
I don't think there will be another movie that will ever touch my heart as LOTR did. Hell, I even sat through a 500-minute marathon of all the three shows in one sitting. That has got to count for something.
That said, Liv Tyler looked like a giant next to the four hobitses. A very gorgeous giant, of course, but one who speaks too breathily for my liking. Perhaps it was the nerves.
Quite enjoyed the show, especially when Adrien Broody blatantly sprayed his mouth with some freshener before he announced the winner for the Best Actress award, a not-so-subtle reminder of his forceful kiss on Halle Berry last year. Also Ben Stiller in his Starsky & Hutch costume and Billy Crystal's remarks on the New Zealanders elicited some unglamorously loud guffaws from yours truly.
Well, the dust has settled and I'm off to listen to into The West, the award winning song by Annie Lennox for the soundtrack of LOTR: ROTK.