I don’t watch the Oscars because, as I told Clown Coffee, while it’s fun for people to pretend that I am gay, I am not actually gay. More importantly, I’m just so tired of this ritualized spectacle of commercial obeisance, where a nation bows its head to the holy market. It’s a chance for a money-hungry industry to pride itself on its artistic integrity while blatantly ignoring any actual artistry that might actually be being expressed within its confines. That’s why I was pleasantly surprised this morning to open the local paper and discover that for once in Hollywood’s life, they actually gave credit where credit was due, and awarded this much coveted prize to a highly deserving work.
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR OSCAR, HAPPY FEET.