The Academy Awards. My favorite whipping boy. Red carpet
posturing and mindless chit-chat, more vanity per square inch than anywhere in
the world, more up-and-down ovations than the State of the Union address,
extravagant staging, gushing thank you’s, cast-of-thousands acceptance
speeches, expensive coiffeur out the kazoo, floridly scripted presentations, a
sprinkling of audience grabbing politics and spectacle all out of proportion.
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