No, Tina Fey and Amy Poehler won’t be hosting the Golden Globes this year. But with any luck they will be there anyway, with “Sisters.” Their comedy written by Paula Pell and directed by Jason Moore premiered last night at the Ziegfeld, with a swellish party at the Museum of Modern Art.

Raunchy, hilarious, “Sisters” is a cousin of Amy Schumer’s “Trainwreck” and should be in the running for Best Comedy both at the Globes and the Critics Choice Awards. The movie should get an award just for opening on the same day as “Star Wars.” But Universal is convinced women will flock to “Sisters,” as well as people– ahem– my age, or over 30, who don’t need to see “Star Wars” right away.

I think they’re right.

Amy and Tina are like the Abbott and Costello, Hope and Cosby, Martin and Lewis of the modern era. They just work together beautifully. Pell wrote for “SNL” for 20 years, waiting for her turn to script a feature film. The movie also features Bobby Moynihan, Rachel Dratch, Maya Rudolph, Chris Parnell, Kate McKinnon all “SNL” people in various roles large and small.

At the party some other pals showed up like Seth Meyers and Fred Armisen, with actress Natasha Lyonne.

“Sisters” has other heavy hitters including two time Oscar winner Dianne Wiest and James Brolin as Fey and Poehler’s sexed up parents, and John Leguizamo as a sleazy friend from high school. Ike Barinholtz makes a strong impression as a love interest for Poehler.

“Sisters” is a great movie about nothing really. Yes, there’s a plot involving the sale of the family home and the parents’ urging the sisters to grow up. But it’s really all a pretense to stage an extended party, an “Animal House” for adults.

There is no heavy point. It’s just fun, and it works because the writing is snappy and sophisticated (even when it’s really raunchy). The women are having a ball, and no one is talking down to the audience. “Sisters” is terrific counter-programming for the leaden march of Oscar films. I’d see it in between “Carol” and “The Revenant” and maybe once more again after that.

Quentin Tarantino’s “The Hateful Eight,” from the Weinstein Company, had its much-anticipated premiere last night at the famed Cinerama Dome in Hollywood. Quentin was a cross between a Southern Preacher and Boxing Announcer as he implored the audience, “Is everyone at the Dome ready to fill this audience with hate? Come on bitches, are you ready?”

Before that though Bob Weinstein addressed the crowd: ”From the beginning Quentin explained that he wanted to shoot in 70mm, since he wanted to distribute the film as a roadshow experience much like they did in the 1950’s and 60s. Quentin told me that we didn’t have to do it, but I told him, ‘Fuck yeah Quentin. You better believe I’m in on this mission.”

Quentin talked about the Weinstein brothers. (Harvey was sitting in the back row in the orchestra watching intensely and laughing at Quentin’s antics.)“You guys are such softies, you all don’t know what pushovers they really are.” He continued, “We talked about this in my backyard by the pool and the deal was done.”

Tarantino went on to introduce the cast in his booming boxer announcer voice, including Samuel L. Jackson, Kurt Russell, Bruce Dern, Tim Roth, Channing Tatum (Magic Mike himself, Quentin quipped,) Michael Madsen, Walton Goggins, (who is a standout) and Jennifer Jason Leigh.

Other Quentinites in the audience were Christoph Waltz, who told me that he’s ready to do another film with Tarantino, ‘when he asks me too,” Jaime Foxx, who told me that he thought that Tarantino, “crushed it with this film. Brilliant.”

The film is long, three hours with an intermission, which was quite the scene. Eli Roth, Waltz and Harvey Weinstein huddled in a corner, Goldie Hawn and Kurt chatted with Dr. Oz of all people, and VIPS were running to the concession to get free candy. Producer Stacey Sher and Harvey were admonishing people to go in so they wouldn’t miss the beginning of the second part. “The Hateful Eight,” which will be released on Dec. 25th in the 70 mm format and will go wide on Jan. 8th with a digital format.