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Jennifer Hudson wins an Oscar? C'mon, it's a joke, just as a 6 year old being nominated in the suporting actress category.
Then again, idiots in Washington think a career poetaster like Donald Hall shd be Poet Laureate. Art's so hip, now.
Without abundant mediocrity serving as a backdrop for every art, we might miss the sublime. Even with our present surfeit, who's to say great art doesn't glow under wraps, expressing a glimmer of real meaning? Each person must judge for him- or herself.
Keep an eye out, too, for the nadir, and all that falls within its range. Opposites converge, or at least that's the hope. If everyone is great then no one is.
Also, it's good to hear something positive, though difficult after an evening of celebrity-led self-indulgence and cringing banality.
I must say that I am amazed at the lambasting of the Oscars every year by smarmy people who have such high standards for cinema they can't enjoy a popular film that does not match their narrow template for great cinema. Despite what you folks seem to imply, mediocrity has always been rewarded, while those truly deserving have been snubbed. Citizen Cane, which is hailed as the best motion picture of all time by many, DID NOT win best picture in 1941. According to Wikipedia, "Orson Welles was booed when he picked up Kane’s only Oscar for the night, for Original Screenplay."
Hollywood is a business, not a salon where art is always prized over commercial success. This reminds me of people who whine about professional sports because it's all about money. Yea, well there is no Santa Claus or Easter Bunny kids. Time to grow up.
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Twas ever thus. As for the proliferation of mediocre blogs, I glance at my own pink palace of opinionated-ness and wonder if I should say anything ... but I will anyway. Blogs are kind of self-winnowing. There are so many abandoned blogs littering the Internet like beer cans after a tailgate party.
It's always darkest, just before they turn on the light.
At least I hope so.
Actually, MA Peel said something in her Peter O'Toole post that I think summed up the Oscars:
It may be that the Oscars can only measure degrees of excellence between the ordinary actors, not the dangerous ones.
The Oscars aren't about awarding the cutting edge or the genius, but more about rewarding the mediocre when they stretch beyond their normal bounds, even if it is ever so slightly.
Hmmm, as far as I know, opinions are still free territory whether mediocre or not. As a woman, my ilk has only recently been allowed the option to not only have, but to voice an opinion. I'm pretty certain I'm mediocre, but I don't think I'm ready to go back to the school of, "When we want your opinion, we'll give it to you."
OK, not much good has come out of Hollywood in recent times, but independent film-makers all over the world have been coming with good examples of film-as-art.
We'll always be swamped with macaroni and cheese and the stuff that MacDonalds exports, but there's no reason, because of that, to say that no food can cut the mustard.