I had always known the Oscars were political, but my convictions grew to the size of Mt. Everest last night.
This year there were more actors of color nominated for awards than ever before. Why? Because public opinion had made a stink.
Why standing ovations for those of color who won? I think it was a way of assuaging collective guilt for only honoring white actors over the years.
It was good for their collective soul that they had a major blunder at the end. It revealed how choreographed and scripted the evening was, everyone on automatic, with no one paying attention to the details. It also humbled them, made them a little more like us.
The comment that gagged in my throat was Ms. Davis’ that “actors are the only profession that celebrates what it means to live a life.” What? You mean playing someone you’re not and have never been is the only way to live life? Really?
Calvin says, “She was in LA LA Land, didn’t you know?”
Well said. I think she called herself an “artist,” not actor, so that broadens her claim a bit. Still, she seems to have overlooked a few other life-celebrating professions. Pastor comes to mind. Doctor, teacher, guide dog trainer…
Personally, I would rejoice to see the day when we can talk about actors and other humans without reference to their race.
There’s an arrogance about actors that almost amazes me if it weren’t for the fact that there’s pride in all of us. They believe they are the spokesmen for the human race. I wish they’d spend time fixing the mess in Syria for starters.
How true. The adulation of the audience gave many of them bloated egos. Sigh.
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