Hollywood lost

Well, its official. I think I may be getting old . . . I caught myself starting a sentence the other day with ‘I remember when’.

We were talking about the recent Golden Globe Awards, and our disappointment in its value as a source of entertainment.

I’ve always been an avid follower of the Hollywood award show circuit. I enjoy the fashion, the pageantry, and the whole glitz and glamour aspect to the evening. Now, more often than not these days I forget why I went downstairs, yet for some reason I can remember who Jason Sudeikis is married to (Olivia Wilde). Friends actually call me about this stuff.

Yet to this avid follower, this year’s Golden Globes fell short on so many levels. The well-hyped reappearance of Ricky Gervais as host certainly fell short. One of his opening jokes was in relation to Caitlyn Jenner being a true hero for transgender people, but that she did nothing for women drivers. Funny, until you remember that someone died in that accident.  Did Gervais not know? Or just not care? 

The evening continued with an ever-increasing pandering to the lowest common denominator.  So many of the speeches were bleeped out due to bad language. Some of the presenters showed up with full-out frat boy antics. 

Even Denzel disappointed. Call me old-fashioned, but when you’re advised weeks in advance that you have won a big award, you’d think the man would be a bit more prepared? Let’s face it, isn’t memorizing dialogue part of an actor’s job?? 

Something’s been lost. Is it the mystery? Before the onslaught of social media and the over sharing of today’s celebrities, the Hollywood crowd was the North American version of royalty. Somewhat removed from the rest of us, their seemingly golden lives intrigued the voyeur in us. 

We knew they weren’t perfect but for those special award evenings they seemed to be. The shows were well produced, and people seemed to take their roles seriously. The end result was for the entertainment benefit of the viewing public. We’re the ones who allow these people to make ridiculous money doing what we all did as children: Playing make-believe.  

The fact that Ricky Gervais continually referred to the Golden Globes as ‘the award nobody cares about’ did indeed have me wondering why I’d bothered to tune in.

Yep, I must be getting older, ‘cause I can remember when. . . .

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