Vanity Fair, the annual Academy Awards party that also publishes a glossy monthly brochure, has posted to its website a weird music video comprised of clips from the 2005 party strung together over a song by a band that sounds suspiciously like the guys who played at my Bar Mitzvah.
Meanwhile the May issue is full of Oscar-party residue. My favorite trace element is the photo of and item about the assistants who helped plan the party in the Contributors section on page 58 (I don’t have a scanner, so you’ll have to find an excuse to visit the bathroom of a subscriber to see the photo, wherein the assistants look like they’re being huddled together by out-of-frame cattle prods on either side of them):
… [T]he team could not function without the leadership of Sara Marks, director of special projects. “You couldn’t work for just anyone,” says Jane Hill, a seven-year veteran of the Oscar-party team. “Sara treats us with such affection and respect. We adore her.”
Yay, Sara! And, of course, elsewhere in the issue, Dominick Dunne weighs in on the party:
It sounds braggy to keep saying it year after year, but Vanity Fair‘s Oscar party remains the No. 1 stelar event on Hollywood’s night of nights… [I]t is the dream-party come trye, an olio of the famous, the rich and the beautiful, intermingling and enjoying one another.
For the record, Dunne thought the Academy Awards ceremony itself was kind of boring and dreary this year.
Vanity Fair article I’d like to read: Dominick Dunne Visits Burning Man.