Well, the whole of the country is experiencing a delicious post-Oscars glow and how could we not? A clean sweep for the final installment of Mr Jackson's opus has left us well and truly chuffed. It may never be as good as that again but it was great, for at least one night, to hear all those Nu Zullin accents on stage thanking everyone who made it possible. Even Billy Crystal got into the swing of things, observing that there must be no-one left here to thank (I thought of Tom and smiled). Oh, and the ever-acerbic Cintra Wilson's written her most excellent annual review over at Salon, and that's always worth a read.
I shall return presently with trans-Tasman tales of fun, frolics and fermented beverages ... adieu!
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