In life (if one lives long enough) negative epiphanies must be dealt with; “never again” to suffer the indignities and remorse of over-eating, smoking, drinking or in this case enduring 180 minutes of inane and foolish repartee by supposedly talented individuals.
From commencement to conclusion beer-swilling host, Ricky Gervais, did not disappoint with his iconoclastic slurs, humorless barbs, toothy guffaws; why he is asked to emcee this presentation is an anomaly beyond comprehension; paradigm of tasteless taunts.
Another conundrum is “why” the writers excel in making the presenters models of idiocy: Jennifer Lawrence/Amy Schumer, Ryan Gosling/Brad Pitt; Jamie Foxx, rambling insider innuendoes.
Transcending the tactless, interminable evening were the acceptance speeches by the winners, highlights: Kate Winslet (Supporting Actress “Steve Jobs”), Matt Damon (comedy? “The Martian”), Brie Larson (“Best Actress”), Leonardo Di Caprio (“Best Actor”), Alejandro G. Inarritu (Best Director, “The Revenant’) and the most reverent, inspirational acknowledgment by director Laszlo Nemes (Best Foreign Film, “Son of Saul”).
Fashion, intrinsically superfluous, but luscious to behold, could not save a predictably doomed, tedious and egregiously boring presentation.
Recognizing the road to recovery is a step at a time, I pledge in 2017 to confront my addiction by eliminating the first 120 minutes (“Madame Secretary”, “The Good Wife”, empathic sponsors); here’s to the steadfastness of my resolve!