By now, everyone has heard about the incident involving Will Smith and Chris Rock. Honestly, I don’t actually care who’s wrong or right. Mostly because I don’t care about the Oscars.
The last time I cared was in 1989 and since Who Framed Roger Rabbit didn’t win anything other than technical awards, I promptly stopped giving a damn. I do pay some attention to the Best Animated Feature–the winner was Encanto this year–but other than that, I don’t really keep up with it.
It’s politics. The whole damn thing is politics. It’s a bunch of old white men praising younger white men who made some mediocre films that a shit load of white male critics thought were high art when they really weren’t. That’s the whole thing in a nutshell.
No, I didn’t watch. I haven’t watched in decades. I have no desire to watch. Most of the films I enjoy don’t get an Oscar nod, let alone a technical award. The Academy only rewards certain ass kissers and that’s it. Why bother with the dog and pony show?
At least we got some memes out of this. That’s the only positive thing that came out of this fiasco.