Here’s the thing about the UK time difference. The Oscars finish around 4am. By the time you wake up, the internet has exploded. Your morning commute will be a minefield of winners.
If you care about not knowing the winner, you have two choices. Wake up early and watch it recorded before anyone talks to you. Or, accept your fate. I choose acceptance. It’s easier. Plus, you can skip the boring parts at 2x speed.
My advice? Watch the highlights on ITVX the next day. They cut it down to 90 minutes. No filler. No speeches about “the power of cinema”. Just the glitz, the tears, and the gaffes. Perfect for a Monday morning.
A Final, Desperate Plea
Please, for the love of all that is holy, mute the ads. The ITV ad breaks are long. They are frequent. They will try to sell you insurance and oven chips. Do not fall for it. Use that time to refill your coffee or argue about the red carpet looks.
And remember: it’s just an awards show. A very long, very silly, very sparkly awards show. It’s not a test. If you fall asleep before the Best Documentary winner, the world won’t end.
You’ll just have to lie about it at work. “Oh, I stayed up for the whole thing! Absolutely riveting!” We both know that’s a fib. And that’s okay. Grab your snacks, set your alarm, and enjoy the chaos. See you on the other side, sleepyhead.
