I also have to post the colum that Neil Gaiman wrote after the Oscars:
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We are scrunched together tightly as we go through metal detectors, and the beautiful watercolour dress is trodden on, and the lady wearing it is very gracious about this.
I ask Deette who's inside the dress, and she tells me it's Rachel McAdams. I want to say hello – Rachel's said nice things about me in interviews – but she's working right now. I'm not. No one wants to take my photo, or, Deette discovers, to interview me. I'm invisible.
At the bend in the red carpet we pause. I look down at Rachel McAdams's watercolour dress and wonder if I can see a footprint. Cameras flash, but not at me.
Rachel McAdams presents an award in her beautiful, oh-so-treadonable dress.
The next morning the back page of the Los Angeles Times Oscar supplement is a huge panoramic photograph of the people on the red carpet. Somewhat to my surprise, I see myself standing front and centre, staring down at Rachel McAdams's beautiful watercolour dress, inspecting it for footprints.
A nobody's guide to the Oscars | Film | The Guardian
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Also, can Rachel
starring in a Neil Gaiman movie adaption happen? #prettyplease