The 74th Annual Academy Awards just ended, and frankly, I could care less. Never mind the fact that, as usual, many of the Academy’s picks were dubious at best, policical at worst. Frankly, I didn’t much care because I didn’t see a single nominated movie. I’m pretty ashamed of myself, actually. Normally I’m Mr. Entertainment, and I try to get to as many movies as I can. But I can count the number of movies I’ve been in theaters over the last year on one hand, and still have fingers to spare. So I wasn’t all that bothered that “A Beautiful Mind” won more awards than it probably should have, nor was I that elated when Randy Newman finally won an award for best song on his 16th try. I pretty much tuned the show out after “Best Song”, turning around every once in a while to see what people are wearing (and to ponder what they’re thinking when they’re getting dressed).
Maybe next year I’ll have seen more of the films involved. Of course, if I had people to see those films with…