What little bits I saw, thinking I was awake enough to get what was going on, were the usual things that were supposed to be funny, and were anything but. And there seemed to be quite the display of plastic surgery on parade, which might have been partly my half-dream state but I assume it was inspired by something. The longest bit I was awake for was Adrien Brody who would not shut up and they had to play him off a second time. Someone else earlier was going on like that, a woman, I think, don’t know who. Sorry, can’t stand it.