Of attending the Academy Awards, the two-time Oscar winner said:
"It’s boring. It lasts forever. And don’t think you’re seeing spontaneous behavior. You see couples who are suddenly smooching, and, well, there’s a guy sitting on the ground with the camera at their knees." Really? And there I thought I was actually in the Shrine Auditorium, just lying across my couch which has magic teleportation powers.
Snideness aside (sorry, bit tired today and my bleedin' internet browser keeps crashing on me), Hoffman has tried to devise ways in which to entertain himself: "There was one particular time I knew I wasn’t going to win, and when they’d train the camera on me as one of the losers, I wanted to be able to rip open my tuxedo shirt and just have stenciled on my chest, ‘Oh, [bleep]!’ But my wife wouldn’t let me do it."
That's a capital idea. This year it should be mandatory for all nominated male actors to bare their chests upon the winners' announcement. Except Nick Nolte. Or Jonah Hill. Or some of the older dudes. Oldman, Branagh, Clooney, Judardin and Pitt would be good though. And if Bichir could just turn around and bend over a little, that would be super. Thanks.
