I meant to post this yesterday, but I got caught up in Kings stuff. So yesterday was the anniversary of the very first Oscars ceremony. And I wanted to post something to say how much I hate the Oscars. A night of everyone saying, look at me, look at how wonderful I am! Isn’t it great how expensive my clothes are?! I need an award to justify my performance!
Don’t get me started on the actual awards. All I know is if the movie is nominated for Best Picture, eight times out of 10, I am going to hate it. For the love of God a silent film won two years ago. IN 2011!!! not 1911!!!
Now I will admit, I am the exact demographic that film studios are targeting when they make movies. I cannot stay away. And I admit that many of these pictures are awful. But I still give them my money every time. Which is part of the problem. I know as long as people like me keep going, they will never learn their lesson and stop making them, but I can’t help it.
A buddy of mine loves the Oscars. He runs pools and throws parties around the show. I can’t remember the last time I watched it. And I can’t imagine I will any time soon. Even hosted by Seth McFarlane, whom I love, couldn’t get me to tune in. Plus the show takes like four days to air. I don’t have time to sit through the 15 minute thank you that you need to give for best cinematography. Thanks, I’ll pass.