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In which the author comments on the subtle joy born of watching Oscar acceptance speeches of years-gone-by.
Somehow, it’s cathartic to learn that Robert DeNiro is a terrible public speaker, or that Jack Nicholson really is simultaneously mean and sexy, or that Marlon Brando wasn’t always morbidly obese and could raise a ruckus about more than his waistline, or that Charlie Chaplin exists in color, or that Julia Roberts reminds you of that one nice “mean girl” from high school, or that Nicole Kidman self-tans, or that Russell Crowe was once known for more than throwing cell phones.
(N.B.: embedding on these clips has been “disabled by request,” which is just as well, for Oscar acceptance speech browsing is best done on YouTube anyway.)