Tuesday, January 14, 2014

"...And What's All This 'And The Award Goes To' Crap?....I'm A Winner, Baby, A Winner!..."

Today's fun riddle.
 
What fades faster than the colors in that silk screened T shirt they assured you was colorfast?
 
Stand by.
 
Meanwhile, a nice piece, re' the Golden Globes written by Gene Seymour.
 
Editor's note: Gene Seymour is a film critic who has written about music, movies and culture for The New York Times, Newsday, Entertainment Weekly and The Washington Post.
 
(CNN) -- So what did we learn at Sunday night's Golden Globe Awards? First off, we learned that sketch comedians are so much better at giving acceptance speeches than rock stars, screenwriters and actors who've won Oscars and Emmys for dramatic roles. "Who knew?" as Andy Samberg put it when he delivered one of the evening's most compact acceptances, for best lead actor in a TV comedy or musical in Fox's "Brooklyn Nine-Nine" (a surprise winner for best comedy series, by the way.)

We also learned that actresses say the darnedest things on TV when they're drinking a lot. (What was that Cate Blanchett said about Judy Garland and barbiturates when she got the Globe for best actress in a drama in "Blue Jasmine"?)
 
One trusts that the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, which sponsors the awards, has also learned that when you nominate somebody four times for a Golden Globe over four decades without giving her one, you'd better be prepared for retributive pain when you finally come through. Though I have to admit that as the ceremonies trudged along, part of me was hoping Jacqueline Bissett, who finally won a Globe for best supporting actress in a TV movie, miniseries or series as a lonely dowager in "Dancing on the Edge," would get called back for more ragged stream-of-consciousness and disregard for decorum.
 
The authenticity of her speech, which included a bleeped expletive, somehow burst through the ceremony's glitz -- and, at 69, she still made for a gorgeous-looking train wreck.
 
But did we learn for sure who's going to win the Academy Awards on March 2? Not really.
 
It's true that Blanchett came away as big a favorite in her category as she was before the pipes burst earlier that night, flooding the red carpet. But nothing short of a tsunami will stop her appointment with the best actress Oscar for her rendering of a shattered socialite.

The rest are not so clear. "12 Years a Slave" won the best drama Globe, matching most advance expectations. But it didn't win as many Globes as the best comedy or musical winner, "American Hustle." Both Amy Adams' win for best actress in a comedy or musical (which was mildly unexpected) and Jennifer Lawrence's win for best supporting actress (which wasn't) seemed to boost "Hustle's" profile in the Oscar race. But both "Hustle's" director, David O. Russell, and "Slave's" director, Steve McQueen, lost the best director race to Alfonso Cuaron for his orchestration of the harrowing "Gravity."
 
Let's face facts: Though some insist on seeing the Globes as an Oscar tip sheet, you can't easily align awards that split their categories between comedy and drama with those that don't. Period.
 
There have been some years where a Globe drama winner gets the best picture Oscar (2001's "A Beautiful Mind") and the comedy-musical winner doesn't ("Moulin Rouge!"). Then there are those years when the opposite is true. (1998, when "Shakespeare in Love" won best picture while "Saving Private Ryan" didn't). And then, too, there are those years when neither of the Globe winners is in the best picture winner at the Oscars (1992, when "The Silence of the Lambs" bested both "Bugsy" and "Beauty and the Beast," and 1993, when both "Scent of a Woman" and "The Player" lost to "Unforgiven," and 1991, when ... and we could go on and on ...).
 
So as usual, we're left at the end of another Golden Globes show wondering, what exactly was the point? That is, besides the comedy factor, both intended (hosts Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, who didn't have nearly as much to do this year as last) and unintended.
 
Maybe it's best to look at the Globes less as tea leaves or portents for future awards and more as shiny paper for the global village to unwrap every January as the true beginning of Hollywood's ritual of self-congratulation.
 
The various film critics awards are (for the most part, anyway) more measured and thoughtful signals as to what will be taken seriously between holiday openings and Oscar night. But the Globes are when the moms, mall rats and reality-show audiences begin noticing what the more serious and solemn movies are doing with themselves as their makers and actors campaign for support from the Academy voters.
 
You can downgrade their importance or dismiss their results as much as you like. But the Golden Globes are, like it or not, an Occasion-with-a-capital-O, much like weddings, Thanksgiving and other rituals that often provoke sentiment and warmth -- and slavishness and inappropriate behavior. So wait for the trade awards to get their results out and hope that whomever's in charge of these awards doesn't take anything Bissett says too seriously.
 
 
Comedy, schmomedy.
 
You want funny?
 
How about human nature?
 
Human nature that comes in the form of the paradox that is (are?) the annual awards shows.
 
Ask anyone you encounter today to be cross their heart honest as they tell you if they really give a flyin' farkus about who wins or "all the people who made this possible" when they do win.
 
Cross the heart honesty will, with rare exception, come in the form of "pshh-no".
 
Pretty much everyone (excepting those who still can't understand why the Kardashians haven't yet won a Peabody) recognize
 
(to the tune of "Surrey With The Fringe On Top)
 
 the Globes and the SAG's and the Oscars and the Emmys
 the CMA's, the ACM's, the People's Choice and Grammies
 
as, for the most part, little more than opulent, dare we say decadent, spectacles of self congratulations having very little to actually do with any real accomplishment beyond the winning of the award in an opulent and decadent spectacle of self congratulations.
 
And pretty much everyone (excepting those who still can't understand why Kanye West hasn't yet been nominated for a Pulitzer) wouldn't miss any, or all, of them were they to vanish and be replaced on their respective broadcast nights by an "encore presentation" of the "Save Benson" trilogy on Law and Order SVU.
 
Even those who religiously watch said award shows, tweet and FB frequently and furiously as they are going down (or being offered up, depending on your glass half full predilections) and cop to the one size fits all argument that, whatever else they are or aren't, the awards shows are, if nothing else, a few hours of mindless entertainment doing no one no harm.
 
Double negatives notwithstanding.
 
Simply put, most people couldn't care less.
 
The paradox, though?
 
Ah, the paradox.
 
Human nature, at it's witty best, illustrating very clearly that all of us, yes, Griselda, all of us who think the awards shows and, by association, the awards themselves, are trite, trivial vanity exercises to which we give no more weight or life importance than we give, well, the awards shows and, by association, the awards themselves delay less than a nano-second in delivering the good news to family, friends and peers when we are chosen for any honor bestowed upon us by any one for any thing at any time.
 
Everything, and anything, from Employee of the Month to Miss Topeka Suburbs Potting Soil Princess.
 
And all accolades in between.
 
Yeah, there's a little double standard thing that comes to mind. 
 
Yet, it's really okay.
 
At least in the opinion of this humble, multiple ADDY award, Georgia Association of Broadcasters Award winning, Grammy nominated songwriter and number one rated broadcaster.  
 
Because it's not about praise.
 
It's about perspective.
 
Which brings us back to the original fun riddle.
 
What fades faster than the colors in that silk screened T shirt they assured you was colorfast?
 
Our memory of who won what award at which most recent of that particular award's award show.
 
While, at the same time, possessed of a memory of our own accomplishment that would put flypaper to shame.
 
Pop quiz.
 
And, please, honor system, do it without the Google.
 
Name any three of last year's Oscar winners.
 
SOUND OF BUZZER
 
Oh, sorry, time's up.
 
Now, name any award or accolade that you received when you were in grade school.
 
We have a winner.
 
And we're happy to be some of the people who made it all possible.

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