Denys Arcand got just desserts for a fine film last night at the Oscars as he won the award for best foreign-language feature film for Les Invasions Barbares. That was definitely the high point in the night for me. The rest of the show was predictable and quite boring overall, though Billy Crystal did a pretty decent job of hosting. Other things to note: Angelina Jolie’s nipples; Renée Zellweger looks very good when she’s not bone-thin; Adrian Brodie’s nose points at his left baby toe; Sandra Bullock looked horrified when Travolta called her ‘Sandy’; I had two degrees of separation between myself and one of the performers on stage (I know Catherine O’Hara’s niece); I really want to see Les Triplettes de Belleville. Oh, and the “really-attractive-woman-uglies-up-and-wins-the-Oscar” thing really has to go. It’s making a joke of the whole thing.

yesterday that the estate of James Joyce intends to sue anyone hosting a public reading of Ulysses on the 100th anniversary of Bloomsday this summer. Thunk.

Zeke has put his personal list of galleries and other art spots online. I don’t know if it’s exhaustive, but I haven’t seen a better list.

SENT, America’s first phonecam art show. “We’ll explore the camera phone’s potential as a creative tool in two ways: through an online public dialogue in which amateur photographers and phonecam users around the world share mobile snapshots of their lives; and through an invitational exhibit in which professional photographers, artists, and public figures test the limits of creative possibilities offered by these hybrid devices.”

Last of Paris Surrealist set dies.