Don’t know that I’m going to watch the Oscars tomorrow night. Back when the writer’s strike was on I was interested in seeing how they would work it without a script. Then they brokered a deal to allow the show to be scripted and my interest started flagging. Now that the strike is over and a cadre a joke writers will be on hand, I’m not really interested in seeing the telecast, even with John Stewart hosting.
Why? I guess like many people I’m tired of the overblown production. What should be a presentation of awards honoring the best in film entertainment for the year, with a few songs thrown in, has become a loooong, and at times tedious, overproduced and bloated exercise in pompous self congratulation. Most actors in the running don’t give great performances so much as over the top rantings tailored to specifically snag a nomination.
Besides, everybody already knows who’s going to win. I’ve never before felt such an atmosphere of the whole thing being a done deal like I have this year. “I drink your milkshake!”, indeed.
