I think Hollywood's Oscar night was an exercise in boredom.
Does this guy Sasha Cohen think he's funny? He comes to the awards dressed as a dictator-general with two female bodyguards and carrying a small wooden box with pancake mix in it and purports that these are the ashes of cremated North Korean leader Kim Jong Il. Then this Bozo spills the ashes on another guest's tuxedo.
The presenters of the awards like Robert Downey Jr. try to be funny and come off as jerks. Of course, there will always be the cacophony of chuckles from the sycophants and the witless. There was much buzz circulating about the Versace gowns, some actress showing some leg and somebody using the "F" word.
And how about these so-called fabulous directors? Well let me tell you I didn't see any John Fords, David Leans, Billy Wilders or John Hustons in this bunch.
I recently watched Mel Gibson play the Sweet Prince in Shakespeare's "Hamlet." What a miserable and shameful presentation. Not only did he lack passion and understanding of the role, he even left out lines and some very important ones at that. Look at Sir Laurence Olivier's performance in that play in 1948 and there's no comparison.
Speaking of plays, as far as I'm concerned 20th century American produced only two playwrights, Eugene O'Neil and Tennessee Williams. These new movies are hackneyed, unimaginative, loaded with special effects, and boring. I don't see any more like "How Green Was My Valley," "Grapes of Wrath," or "The Bridge on the River Kwai." And these actors like George Clooney, Denzel Washington and Russell Crowe, well, they are all what Gore Vidal describes as corn pone Genghis Khans.
It's a sad commentary on a pitiful industry.