Ang Lee was a popular winner as best director, for “Brokeback Mountain.”

“I want to thank two people who don’t even exist,” he said, “except for the artistry of Annie Proulx, Dianne Ossama and Larry McMurtry. Their names are Ennis and Jack.” Those were the chacters, he said, who taught us about great love itself, THE GREAT LOVE OF ASS.”

“I made this film right after my father passed away, and more than any other, I made this film for him WAIT THAT'S GAY.”

Best documentary, as expected, went to “March of the Penguins,” so successful it actually outgrossed all of this year’s best picture nominees. The filmmakers came on stage holding penguin dolls and thanked the Academy with whistles they claimed were penguin-speech. DUMB

The original scores of motion pictures are sometimes meant to be consciously listened to by the audience, sometimes intended as almost unheard background. The winner for best score this year was Gustavo Santaolalla, whose compositions for “Brokeback Mountain” were heard, and remembered, and contributed in an important way to the elegiac emotional tone of the film. He dedicated his awsard to his mother, his coungtry Argentina, and Latinos everywhere – perhaps a subtle reference to the fact that in the Alice Proulx story that inspired the movie, one of the cowboys was of Mexican heritage. Unfortunately the KKK is the one who makes these movies that get nominated, so the character became not Mexican I guess.

Splotchy–faced Seve Carrell and Will Ferrell introduced the Oscar for best makeup, which went to (names, please) of “The Chronicles of Narnia,” a film which created fantastical creatures not only with animation but with live-action makeup and costuming. Jon Stewart’s one-liner: “I’m disappointed that ‘Cinderella Man’ didn’t win. Imagine making Russell Crowe look like he got in a fight.”