I watched the Oscars for the first time in years this year, with the carriage moving from Sky to ITV meaning that it's now free to air (Also, ITV *stream* it live on their ITV Hub app!). Jonathan Ross hosted a pre-show bit in a London studio with a seemingly random selection of people, and this was pretty dire. I don't mind Ross, but they needed a film critic in the studio with him. A reminder that because US commercial minutage is more than we're allowed in the UK, there's nearly always some kind of UK studio team to fill some of those minutes.
Generally I thought the show was decent and mostly watched it on delay, fast-forwarding through commercials and UK-segments where possible. Kimmel was fine, and I did wonder for a short time whether the Trump critique was actually real or not. Of course it was real.
The "In Memoriam" was terrible and the names were practically illegible to me, by now watching on a 32" set in my bedroom. Unless you were watching on 4K on a 70" set or larger you were probably in the same boat. And the list of names appearing like a set of CGI animators on a Marvel film at the end was disingenuous. You can never include everyone, but at least show pictures or something.
While I know it went down well with many, I hate hate *hated* the five actors saying lovely things bits for best actor and supporting actors. This was like thickest of thick sugary treacle for me. I had to fast-forward through them, so awful were they. Have I made clear how much I disliked this?
It all finished super-late UK time, but I was invested enough by then to check that Oppenheimer did indeed win Best Picture. And I enjoyed the various Brits wishing their mothers Happy Mothers' Day and confusing everyone in the US (It's timing is to do with Lent in the UK where it's also known as Mothering Sunday).
Adam