I never was able to boycott the Oscars, even after the debacle two years ago. I just enjoy watching them way too much. The thing is, you just can't take them seriously or invest any importance in who wins or loses the awards -- or even who does or doesn't get nominated.
I watch them for the fashions and hairstyles and for Jon Stewart's jokes and for the celebrity spotting. I could do without the boring overproduced musical numbers and the stilted presenters' jokes and the way the unfamous people tend to get cut off and rushed through their acceptance speeches.
At the end, it's always a letdown because inevitably some movies and people you believe deserved awards don't get them. But by next year at this time, it will be almost impossible to remember who won what, anyway.
The Heath tribute's brevity was disappointing, but I can sympathize with the dilemma the producers faced. Much of the tragedy of Heath's death -- to non Brokies, anyway -- lay in his youth and potential and the avoidability of his fate. Outside of his masterpiece, BBM, most of Heath's movies are either sort of lightweight or fairly obscure. It's hard to know how to play that against those who have had longer careers, full of accomplishments, like Ingmar Bergman, or even who had notable positions in the Academy, like Jack Valenti. They did the best they could, considering they only had $24 in a coffee can.
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