In a month given to superlatives lists, this post at New York Magazine's Vulture blog gets my vote for best blog entry of the year.

The entry is a response to a New York Observer story about Hollywood's willingness this year to rock out with its c*** out.
There are plenty of chuckle-inducing wang awards throughout, but here are the Oscar-related ones, I suppose:

Fiercest Wang: Viggo Mortensen, Eastern Promises. In Mortensen's much-talked-about naked knife-fight scene, he skillfully used his wang to create a diversion. It worked. On us, anyway.

Most Committed to Wangs: Judd Apatow, who has vowed to put wangs in all of his films, like he does with Seth Rogen.

Best Foreign-Language Wang: Tony Leung, Lust, Caution. Unfortunately, not even its NC-17 rating, full-frontal nudity, and violent, kinky sex scenes were enough to make Ang Lee's three-hour Chinese-language drama about the Japanese occupation of Shanghai in the thirties a box-office hit, proving once again that American moviegoers are a bunch of culture-less prudes.

Wang Most in Need of a Sandwich: Emile Hirsch, Into the Wild. Thanks to some cold water and the fact that Hirsch's character is in the midst of dying of starvation, his nude scene was not all that it could've been, tragically.

Best Wang in a Musical or Comedy: Sacha Baron Cohen, Sweeney Todd. Baron Cohen's "augmented" member is so huge and so tightly constricted by the pants he's wearing, it very nearly distracts from his excellent performance. Actually, it steals the movie.

Best Wang-Related Credit Sequence: Superbad.

Much as I hate to put a damper on Mr. Hirsch's SAG nomination this morning by linking to a jest of his junk, I have to say that "Wang Most in Need of a Sandwich" is a phrase that will have me laughing for the rest of the holiday -- easily.

Also, with all this in mind, I can't help but wonder whether Viggo Mortensen's nude brawl in the bath house has at least 90% to do with his awards notices this season.