Friends asked me to come over and watch the Academy Awards last Sunday. I haven’t seen a movie in the theater in over 12 years, so my understanding, and hence, enjoyment, of the Oscars is somewhat diminished by my total lack of reference. I went over anyway, but only for the last 30 minutes or so. I was busy baking a cake, cleaning the house, doing laundry – all those Sunday afternoon things that turn into Sunday evening things.
The awards have changed – or maybe it’s me who has changed. There was a lot of singing that I don’t remember from when I was a kid. The actresses are really, really thin and don’t look all that well. Come to think of it, the guys didn’t look terribly well either. I was surprised and a bit dismayed at what seemed to me like the forced friendship, kindness and joviality between the hosts, and between the hosts and the Award winners. It all just seemed a bit, well, fake. It dawned on me that these are actors, and why should an awards night be any different from any other night – especially when they are specifically trying to outdo each other? It also seemed like they were very proud of themselves and their industry, which again, probably goes with the territory.
As I found my interest (which was fair-to-middling to begin with) waning, I also found my little activist voice thinking, “Why is it that actors, producers, writers, cinematographers, and everyone else involved in film making are the only ones getting these highly-advertised, yearly awards?” Instead of letting that same voice answer something cynical, I thought maybe it’s time for someone to start the Green Awards. And lo and behold, they have. In England. As it turns out, we also have several Green-award presenters here in the US:
Wouldn’t it be nice if Farmani could get all these other award ceremonies together and form the Oscars of environmental stewardship?
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