I’m a part of a shrinking breed of Americans who love movies and watch the Oscars. There are fewer movies every year to love, and the Oscars haven’t been insufferable crap since I finished puberty, but I still watch just in case they accidentally don’t suck. They never do.
That being said, it does bother me that an industry that has such potential to entertain and inspire now spends its time preaching and harassing. I haven’t seen a Best Picture winner since 2015, and only 6 winners since 2001. From the previous 20 years I’ve seen all but 5, almost a complete reversal. And I’m not talking about “at the time,” but since they’ve been out.
I have zero interest in seeing most of the winners recently, or even the nominees. The percentage of nominees I’ve seen is even lower than the winners.
Why? Because these movies are boring. I can’t say they suck because I haven’t seen them, but the subject matter is boring. I couldn’t care less about the latest “trans” movie or “victim of color” movie a bunch of blowhard critics have deemed to be “important” or a bunch of millionaires demand I care about. I’m not a “transphobe,” as the suffix “phobe” means fear, I’m “trans-I-Couldn’t-Care-Less.”
I’m sick of being preached to, by anyone. When cable news gets preachy, I turn it off. When movies get preachy, I don’t go. I honestly don’t give a damn if I agree with what’s being said or not, enough with the demanding people act a certain way garbage.
This year’s Oscars were pretty boring, to be honest. Host Jimmy Kimmel tried, but he’s just not funny anymore. The opening 15 minutes were tough to watch, not because the rich leftist host was a hypocrite about politics or he was bashing anything, but because it wasn’t even interesting. I don’t like Kimmel and I was embarrassed for him.
It was downhill from there. But it was also downhill before then too.
On the red carpet, one of the “big” stories from the event was Hugh Grant being called rude for not suffering no-talent, chunky model Ashley Graham’s vapid questions. “Um, so tell me,” Graham started her final question in the most valley girl way possible, “what does it feel like to be in Glass Onion? It was such an amazing film, I really loved it, I love a thriller. How fun is it to shoot something like that?”
At this point I’d forgotten Hugh Grant was in Glass Onion, since he only appeared for less than a minute in a cameo and the movie sucked (it had no point and an absurd plot, a complete waste of talent seemingly only made because the first one was hit so they thought they’d capitalize on the brand). Grant likely spent less than half a day on set and never interacted with much of the cast. If Graham had actually seen the movie (and you have to suspect she hadn’t since she called it a “thriller” and it’s not), she would have known Grant wasn’t really in the movie and the question producers whispered into her ear was stupid. Instead, she belched it up and woke leftists got upset that Grant, a leftist himself, didn’t suffer this fool with a smile.
What have we become?
Then there was best costume winner Ruth Carter, who did the costumes for “Black Panther: Wakanda Forever”. At her press conference backstage she attempted to wrap herself in victimhood. “I studied. I scraped. I dealt with adversity in the industry that sometimes didn’t look like me,” she told reporters. Well, she’s not a gay man, so yeah, the fashion and costume industry don’t “look like her.” Who cares? She’s black, who cares?
This wasn’t Carter’s first rodeo, however. She won her second Oscar Sunday night, her first came for the first “Black Panther.” The costumes in both movies were fine, I guess, but the ones in the sequel weren’t that different from the ones in the original movie – so it’s not like she did some groundbreaking work or anything. Yet, she played the victim card because victimhood is currency on the left – it’s what they aspire to, and they’re willing to make it up to get it.
Counterfeit victimhood spends as easily as the real thing, sometimes more.
That’s my real problem with most of the movies they nominate, and the people they reward. I’ll still watch – and I know you probably don’t, but exponentially more people do than watch Fox, so you should at least be aware of what’s happening in the culture or we’ll continue to lose – if mostly to keep up with what the enemy is going. But also because they might actually, if only accidentally, do something good too.
It was nice to see seemingly nice guys, once discarded by Hollywood, Brendan Frasier and Ke Huy Quan (Short Round from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom) win. Redemption stories are always nice. The rest of it…well, maybe Will Smith was the smart one for getting banned last year.