“The Oscars, comparatively, are like a five-hour high school graduation with nicer clothes and no beach balls.” Amen. I get more and more tired of the entire industry every time I see one of those gaudy magazines that obsesses over every insignificant detail of people who I don’t think our society should be idolizing.
But Adrien Brody won!
Indeed. So did Michael Moore. Bravo! Now we can all climb back into our warrens of “quality film” until next year around this time.
Or at least that’s probably what I will do.
Bah Humbug, Mullenweg! While I agree with your irritation at America’s star obsession for the other 364 days of the year, Oscar night is different. It has a little something to do with artistry.
It gives movie buffs such as myself a chance to test our fortune-telling power, and perhaps more importantly, a guide to movies that are actually worth watching.