Hosted: once (1987, twice if you count his 1986 joint effort with co-hosts Goldie Hawn and Paul Hogan)
If you grew up in the '70s, there’s a good chance you had a crush on Chevy Chase, a fine figure of a man and funny. So, when he showed up to host the Oscars in the mid-'80s it seemed like a good thing. But he came with the same smug attitude he used while reading the news on “Saturday Night Live.” That sort of bored, I’m-too-good-for-you expression. Then he picked his nose on camera, and a generation of young women recoiled and thought, “What is he, my little brother?” He nagged Paul Newman to play a game of eight-ball with him (this was the year after Newman won Best Actor for “The Color of Money”). It was all scripted and silly, and intended to lead to the visual punch line of Chase dropping his pants. Which wasn’t funny. What was funny was the dance of Newman’s eyebrows that followed; you could see that Newman thought the shtick was tedious, but he was generous enough, and so good humored that he could smile through it. It’s just one night, he seemed to be saying, I’ll go with the joke. Because show business is, in the end, a job, and the true professionals never forget that.
Overall impression: It’s over between us.