The producers of Sunday’s Oscars wanted SBC to present an award at the ceremony: who better to shake the event out of its usual self-congratulatory, schmaltzy torpor? But perhaps haunted by memories of the 2009 MTV awards where, flown in on a wire, Cohen’s Bruno character’s jockstrap-clad bum ended up in a stunned Eminem’s face (whadya mean, ‘it was staged?), the Academy have apparently nixed that idea. After all, aren’t they already taking a huge risk with considered-edgy-circa-1975 co-host, Steve Martin? Presumably, the idea of Baron Cohen eviscerating golden goose/ turkey Avatar in a Jerry Springer-style skit that involved him ‘blueing up’ as a pregnant female Na’vi to confront the alleged father, the film’s seemingly thin skinned director, James Cameron, was deemed too hot for mainstream American consumption, satire not being big in ‘Icksville, Illinois. No matter, SBC is the winner here; being considered too subversive for Oscar is CV gold.
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