“Moving through a room [like the one at the Chateau Marmont, where the big pre-Globes HBO party happened last Saturday] is either the best thing you’ve ever done or a claustropho- bic’s ultimate nightmare. You exchange brief glances with strangers; their hungry eyes bounce around the room looking for famous places to land. If you’re a nobody, those eyes bounce off of you without even a smile. It’s a social dance that silently decides hierarchy.” — from Sasha Stone‘s Oscarwatch.com piece about Saturday night shenanigans, which only confirms my observation that there are very few people in this town who are less charmed by the Oscar-season party circuit action than she.