I've been trying to drum up the energy to write something about last night's Golden Globes, but they were what they were.
Of course it was a good night for the UK, and Slumdog in particular, but if I have to hear that Kate Winslet blubber speech one more time I think I'll scream.
I was thrilled for Danny Boyle, who I've known for a long time, even if it's not his best movie. I was thrilled that Mickey Rourke beat Sean Penn for Best Actor, and that Colin Farrell's In Bruges performance got recognised. I was delighted too that the Boss picked up Best Song and thought Chris Nolan's acceptance speech on behalf of Heath Ledger's award was heartfelt and fitting.
It wasn't a good night for Benjamin Button, which deserved far more than nothing. I think it will do better come Oscar time, although methinks the BAFTAs won't be that different to the Globes in being a Slumdog landslide.