What is the point of all those award shows. The common folk at home are supposed to watch and worship the pretenders. They have shown themselves and they are ugly.
You know who I am impressed with? People who can build a factory. From the planners archetects ans engineera, to the draftsmen, to the people who hire the contractors, to those that order all the materials From the surveyors, to the land clearers, to the pipe fitters, concrete guys, iron workers, mill wrights, and welders. The electricians, lighting, conduit benders, controls engineers, network engineers, plumbers. The managers and expediters that make sure all of the resources to the last detail are where they need to be at the correct time, to the safety people that make sure rules are followed to minimize risks while hundreds of people of many disciplines are working simultaneously on dangerous tasks. To the accountants who keep track of the capital and make sure the bills are paid. To the process engineers, to the lawers who make sure the I’s are dotted and the T’s are crossed. To the people who get the services connected, and the people who make sure environmental practices are followed. I can go on.
You know what doesn’t impress me? People who read words written by others in front if a camera. Dont get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with acting as a career. But the need to have non stop awards shows is distasteful enough, but when you combine that with the over the top sneering condescending “we are royalty, and the smartest ever and all of you deplorable peasants who are conservative or voted for trump are both stupid and evil.” It makes me want to puke
Marketing. The Oscars were conceived as a marketing ploy back when movies were in turmoil over the introduction of "talkies," and scandals were cutting into business. Audiences of the day were far more socially conservative than now.
Louis B. Mayer started them as a way, he said, to unite and control the five main branches of the movie business: actors, directors, producers, technicians and writers. Mayer knew what nitwits populated the industry even then. He said, "I found the best way to handle them was to hang medals all over them." The Oscars helped to market movies and those who worked in them as somehow special, glamorous, above mere ordinary people. It worked and spawned innumerable copycats.