Oscar Night 2018

My home viewing last evening: David Lean’s epic Doctor Zhivago from an era when they really knew how to make entertaining movies with good and great actors, with fantastic locale sets and thousands of real (not CGI) extras. not the excessive over-the-top fakery of today.

I haven’t seen a theatre movie in several years and I doubt I will again. I don’t miss the noise (of the movie, the cellphones, and people stupidly yapping away like they’re at home or in their car), the commercials, and the weakness of each film (usually apparent within 5 minutes).

And I certainly don’t miss the politicking, grandstanding, and outdoing of the fashionitas on the red carpet. The Oscar show is too full of itself, overrates itself and its people and contributions to society. And I don’t miss the smallest insignificant standing up at the mike and thanking everyone he or she ever knew that nobody else knows or cares about in the least. Way overblown. A massive ego love-in. A big pass for me.

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