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Too Hip For The Room

I've haven't watched the Oscars since 1998. Apparently I'm a trend-setter.

The people who put on the Academy Awards are in a flopsweat panic as the hours tick away before this year's big broadcast, which is having its major rehearsal and technical run-through today. For weeks now, they've been begging me and the other journalists who cover the Oscars not to trash the planning and performances for this year's telecast like we have in years past. Because their frustration and fear is that, if Sunday's top-to-bottom reworked show can't bring back viewers after 2008's sunk to its lowest ratings ever, then nothing will. And the worst part is that not even Hollywood wants to participate in the Oscars anymore.

I think there is a very simple reason why the Oscars are a colossal bore, and you can see it in the dichotomy between the films that make money, and the ones that get nominated. Gran Torino is a terrific movie as an artistic statement and as entertainment, and its been shut out from the nominations. Mamma Mia! has made 600 million in box office to date. My wife and daughter have seen the film multiple times and I expect they'll see it a few more times before the DVD gathers an significant dust.

These are popular films, meaning that they've captured the imagination of the public. Have you even seen Slumdog Millionaire? Is it even playing in a local theater?

The bottom line is that the Academy Awards are an elitist and not a popular enterprise and that the only real reason to watch it is to see movie stars. Too bad the show doesn't actually have any on hand.

The show is being hosted by Hugh Jackman, a good-looking fellow but let's face it, not a movie star and not an American. Am I being a chauvinist in pointing that out?

The whole mystic of movie stardom is that the girl you went to school with in Nebraska is a star of the silver screen. My father-in-law mentions that he went to high school with Mort Sahl and Richard Crenna. He is in effect giving evidence of the American dream---you too can grow up to be a movie star in America. Not so much anymore, as both film and television are populated by foreigners affecting American accents. Many are fine actors, but they'll never be John Wayne or Jimmy Stewart.

Finally, what American actors do exist have worked very hard to alienate half the country with public expressions of their political views and expressions of actual hatred or love of the president. Is Milk a good movie? I don't know and never will because I won't see a movie with Sean Penn in it. Why should I support an actor who despises me and my people?

I found it unsurprising that the octomom expresses her mental instability by trying to emulate Angelina Jolie with plastic surgery and olympian child birth. You actually have to be a little crazy to look up to the current crop of stars as role models.

I still remember when the Miss America pageant was a big deal on network television. In recent years its been relegated to the Country Music Television channel and now (if you can believe it), The Learning Channel. Frankly, I don't think the Academy Awards can salvage even that bit of diminished relevancy because while the girls will still run for Miss America no matter what channel broadcasts the pageant, the stars aren't going to diminish their luster by making an appearance on Animal Planet.

Comments (1)

mark:

Slumdog Millionaire is a very decent movie - flawed by the dull love affair and a scene too horrible to be apostrophised in an entertainment. But it has real energy and visual flair. Recommended.

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