There’s no doubt about the Oscar winner for Best Song. Once‘s Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova are the champs…of course! Deserved, fated, ordained. Stewart’s line about Glen — “Wow, that guy is so arrogant!” — is hilarious.

Penelope Cruz presents the Best Foreign Language Film Oscar to…does anyone care? The Academy didn’t even nominate the best film in this category, and I haven’t discerned any real enthusiasm for the nominees that made the cut. It will probably be The Counterfeiters. And the Oscar goes to…The Counterfeiters. Enthusiasm in the room is muted. I’ll rent it down the road.

The third Oscar of the night for The Bourne Ultimatum, this one for editing. Because of the velocity, speed, number of cuts per minute, etc. It’s a beautifully edited film. A honor well deserved.

The Best Actress Oscar presented by Forrest Whitaker. Marion Cotillard! Great! Amazing! Julie Christie almost had it. I don’t know what happened but this was the right call. The Real Geezer vote didn’t materialize as expected. Tom O’Neil or whomever it was who claimed that the Julie Christie thing was the Evolving Big Turn has some explaining to do.

Jonah Hill and Seth Rogen (not Judi Dench or Halle Berry) handing out the Best Sound Editing and Sound Mixing Oscars. The Bourne Ultimatum wins the Best Sound Editing Oscar. (HE reader Zay Tonday who predicted No Country to win today at 02:41 PM was wrong! Big mouth!) The Best Sound Mixing Oscar goes to The Bourne Ultimatum again. Mildly surprising. Somewhat.

The Best Adapted Screenplay Oscar, presented by James McAvoy and Josh Brolin, is presented to Joel and Ethan Coen for No Country for Old Men. They’re going to win Best Director also (of course), and of course Best Picture. (Right?) Three Oscars for sure. Those dark horse notions about Clayton or Juno…forget ’em. I think.

Alan Arkin handing out the Best Supporting Actress Oscar. Cate Blanchett should get it for I’m Not There, but I’ll be at peace with Michael Clayton‘s Tilda Swinton taking it. And Swinton wins! As predicted over the last four or five days! She didn’t expect it, obviously. Beautiful acceptance speech. Unexpectedly moving. Tony Gilroy‘s eyes were watering over.

The Best Best Live-Action Oscar should go The Substitute, which I’ve seen and praised. But the Oscar has gone to Le Mozart de Pickpockets, the most sentimental of the bunch. Sap sentiment! The Best Animated Short Oscar should go to I Met The Walrus, I believe, and the winner is…Peter and the Wolf! I give up.

Javier Bardem, naturally, universally expected, wins the Best Supporting Actor Oscar for No Country for Old Men. Loved his expression when he heard his name called. He was on edge, wasn’t sure. I loved his Spanish-spoken words for his mom, which a friend just translated.

Sweeney Todd wins Best Art Direction Oscar, which I had on my sheet. Deserved. Dante Ferreti‘s soft, delicate Italian accent.

Dwayne Johnson delivering the Best Visual Effects Oscar, which moves me not. The cool effects are the ones you don’t notice. The team behind The Golden Compass, the bomb that rocked New Line Cinema, wins. Who cares? Nobody. Not me anyway. I hate blatant CGI.