I thought Viola had the Globe in the bag — she won several things in the run-up — and then drunk Meryl swooped in and snatched it. Even she seemed sort of surprised by that. But Meryl’s speech was so awful and interminable and kind of rude (Smashed Streep can be fun, but I swear she called SWINTON “Gilda” and that veered it into smug disrespect for me) that I wonder if suddenly no one else will want to put another statuette in her hand this year. Hang in there, Viola — Oscar gold could still be yours. And even if not, at least you eschewed “sexy Temple Grandin” for “glowing Viola Davis who probably knew the names of all the people in her category.” That’s arguably a better win anyway.