Frances McDormand howled and my son joined in immediately afterwards without hesitation. This was the best Oscars yet...and how is this possible? Because it was intimate? Does theatre and spectacle repulse me? I didn't think so. But maybe... I can't get over thinking this was the most human version of this awards show. As my wife pointed out, there were no sweeps, and I thought, no real upsets. Surprises, sure...but nothing that felt politically motivated or heavy handed. Just real people doing work and surviving a tough year. Glen Close knowing those deep cuts and Frances, tough as nails, one of a kind Frances, sharing her call of freedom and vitality.