I can only imagine how James Franco and Anne Hathaway must
feel after the trouncing they’ve received since the Oscars officially ended
last night. The fact the ratings took a
dive to the tune of 12 percent can’t help, heading south in all
demographics. And I gotta admit, I wasn’t
too impressed with the tone, pacing or content of the show. It was downright painful to witness. But it wasn’t their fault.
They’re actors, working with material they’re
given. The show was/is the fault of the
producers. And I’m probably not alone here,
but here’s hoping they won’t be back. I’m
pretty sure the producers are good people, but this effort wasn’t their best.
Note to the Academy – you need comedians to host that
show. It’s a behemoth, and only comics,
I feel, can handle that marathon of thinking on their feet, improve above and
beyond what’s in the script and read the audience like a book.
Note to filmmakers, for the love of all good stories, please
write, direct and produce some stuff with diversity. I think it’s been proven, diversity, like
quilts, only works when you mix up the patterns.
I’m glad it’s over, and despite the fact I didn’t enjoy this year’s ceremony, I will be back next year to watch all those eager hopefuls realize a dream.