Posted 12:16 am Sunday, February 24, 2013
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Oscar Mania
By NELSON CLYDE
isitjustme@tylerpaper.com
It’s Oscar week. Of the movies getting much acclaim, the only one I caught at the theater was “Zero Dark Thirty.”
isitjustme@tylerpaper.com
It’s Oscar week. Of the movies getting much acclaim, the only one I caught at the theater was “Zero Dark Thirty.”
It’s this time of the year that it seems there’s a different award show on every week. If it’s not the Grammys, it’s the country music people, and then you have the Golden Globes.
You would think with all the social media possibilities in today’s world they would come up with a show voted on by the American people in real time.
The categories could be selected on a live show and voted on while the host keeps the dialogue moving.
The number of shows it takes in advance, and immediately after the main show, reminds me of when I was young and looked forward to the pregame buildup of the Super Bowl. Our heroes seemed better then.
When we looked back at the history of things, we had guys like Bart Starr, Vince Lombardi, Hank Stram, Tom Landry and Roger Staubach to admire.
The edgy ones in those days were guys like Joe Namath and any member of the Oakland Raiders.
Namath outrageously wore panty hose for therapeutic purposes, admitting which was — in those days — as socially suicidal as the daring act of a man wearing a pink shirt.
But back to the awards: Maybe we need some new awards that people could get really excited about. Some nominations are unnecessary — such as the case of Lance Armstrong.
It would be nice if we could get people excited about a national award for humanitarian acts or things that advance the cause of freedom; things that would have been otherwise unknown if not for the award show calling it to our attention.
The problem with such an idea it the people who usually strive for the betterment of society are not gluttons for attention or the runway. They typically are terrified of any attention being brought to their work unless it attracts more money to the cause, and sometimes they struggle to find their words or seem awkward in front of large audiences.
The categories could be selected on a live show and voted on while the host keeps the dialogue moving.
The number of shows it takes in advance, and immediately after the main show, reminds me of when I was young and looked forward to the pregame buildup of the Super Bowl. Our heroes seemed better then.
When we looked back at the history of things, we had guys like Bart Starr, Vince Lombardi, Hank Stram, Tom Landry and Roger Staubach to admire.
The edgy ones in those days were guys like Joe Namath and any member of the Oakland Raiders.
Namath outrageously wore panty hose for therapeutic purposes, admitting which was — in those days — as socially suicidal as the daring act of a man wearing a pink shirt.
But back to the awards: Maybe we need some new awards that people could get really excited about. Some nominations are unnecessary — such as the case of Lance Armstrong.
It would be nice if we could get people excited about a national award for humanitarian acts or things that advance the cause of freedom; things that would have been otherwise unknown if not for the award show calling it to our attention.
The problem with such an idea it the people who usually strive for the betterment of society are not gluttons for attention or the runway. They typically are terrified of any attention being brought to their work unless it attracts more money to the cause, and sometimes they struggle to find their words or seem awkward in front of large audiences.
Is it just me or is anyone else getting weary of the Hollywood crowd?
Maybe after Joan Rivers and Kelly Osbourne get finished trashing all the outfits — and the people wearing them — in a few weeks we can get back to some better, more valuable entertainment. This time of year always puts me in a frame of mind to watch something genuine, such as March Madness (the NCAA basketball tournament) and The Masters.
In the meantime, I’ll have to wait for a better kind of madness.
The B.U.N.S. book club meeting will be held today promptly at 3 p.m. at Barnes & Noble.
Maybe after Joan Rivers and Kelly Osbourne get finished trashing all the outfits — and the people wearing them — in a few weeks we can get back to some better, more valuable entertainment. This time of year always puts me in a frame of mind to watch something genuine, such as March Madness (the NCAA basketball tournament) and The Masters.
In the meantime, I’ll have to wait for a better kind of madness.
The B.U.N.S. book club meeting will be held today promptly at 3 p.m. at Barnes & Noble.
