Why I’ve Retired The Tiara And Won’t Watch Award Shows Anymore

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It used to be a big deal. My pals and I would plan the day like a prom… to the point that some of us did come with tiaras and fake fur stoles (um… that would be either me or Tina). We’d gather around my obscenely large formica (odd, I know) coffee table overcome with food of every kind, plates balanced on our knees, and with loud “shushes” to announce commencement of the festivities, we’d hunker down to watch the Oscars… the Emmys… the Grammys… the whatevers. It was a ritual in which we felt – as artistic sorts ourselves – involved. Our passions and proclivities gave us something to vote on, prognosticate, argue over, even feel deflated by. But it was always something to look forward to, a grand reason to eat too much and spend some lovely, enthusiastic, often well-dressed time together.

For a while.

Then it got ponderous. When the Oscars became more about panic-fueled marketing campaigns, respected actresses making that creepy butt-turn to show the backs of their designer gowns, and idiotic hosts doing bad comedy and even worse song & dance numbers. When Grammys and VMAs became about thunderous, Vegas-like spectacles of twerking, pole dancing, smoke and mirrors. When Emmys became some version of both but with the added dimension of too many shows, too many actors, too many everything to fully and fairly award everyone deserving.

But let’s face it; award shows have always been a silly idea, even if a brilliant marketing ploy to draw attention to good work. But what started with that noble goal has, like so many other things in this hyperbolic world of ours, devolved to the very edge of cultural hysteria. As the various award extravaganzas bobble on the horizon, the drumbeat of media madness begins, building in pace and volume until that’s all we hear and THEN… it’s over. As the guests straggle out of the theater to run desperately for sustenance at one party or another, column after column bleats about their favorites while excoriating whoever won who were not their favorites. Media sites and their battalions of writers employ lines like “he/she/they were robbed!” at the expense of the deserving he/she/they who won. Studios, networks, publicity companies and PR hacks who worked overtime bombarding every blogger, magazine, newspaper, breathing human with publicity campaigns, screeners, bios and airbrushed publicity photos step back for just a short breather post-event… then start up again for the next onslaught, whatever that may be.

It starts to feel like … well, like every other “contest” we hold in this country – whether beauty pageant or national election:  a cluster-f**k. An oversaturated mess of hysteria and hyperbole, mixed with pointless attention on ancillary matters that have nothing to do with the work/point/candidate at hand; all narrated, moment by bloody moment, by our countless, endless, ubiquitous and apparently never-ending sources of media – social and otherwise. So much so that we lose sight of what it is the contest is actually about.

In the case of awards shows, it’s “the work.” The great, good, often meaningful work done by talented artists who’ve typically worked long and hard to get to that vaunted place of well-deserved acknowledgement and recognition. But when I read a post-Emmy article in which the writer screams that Jeff Daniels won over Bryan Cranston or Jon Hamm only because HBO has more voters because, clearly, Daniels isn’t deserving (this from Think Progress, which typically covers liberal politics!), or another writer caterwauls, “Scandal! Why Kerry Washington was robbed at the Emmys,” bemoaning the fact that the great Claire Danes won for her incredible work on Homeland over Kerry’s incredible work on Scandal, I have to wonder why on earth we bother with this ridiculous charade. Why we can’t have our favorites, have our opinions, even agree that both Claire Danes and Kerry Washington are classy, talented actresses, without resorting to tantrums that denigrate the work of either… or anyone else?  My comment to the Scandal writer (I couldn’t even bother with the Think Progress tantrum) made the point:

“Why do we do this? Why do we look at a collection of supremely talented people in a category, chosen amongst hundreds of other supremely talented people, pit them against each other, then raise a ruckus over whichever one won over whichever other?? It’s just plain silly.

“Every talented artist knows they are lucky to get a great role, lucky to get that role on a good show; lucky that the network promotes that show, and therefore, lucky to be one of the few picked for nominations. To say they’re all deserving is a cliche but a true one. To diminish Claire Danes’ win because one thinks Washington was better is absurd. They’re both great actresses doing stellar work. No one robbed anyone. This is simply the math of awards… someone wins. That’s it. It’s not about any of the group being better than any other in the group… but someONE wins.”

Which is why I won’t watch awards shows anymore. I don’t care who wins. Anyone who’s good enough to be nominated in any category is profoundly worthy and should not be pitted against their peers in the gladiator-like, soul-crushing, knock-em-down-on-the-way-to-the-sales-table type competition that is the great American awards show.

Though I might peek in on the Oscars… I just won’t bother with the tiara.

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18 thoughts on “Why I’ve Retired The Tiara And Won’t Watch Award Shows Anymore

  1. Stasi

    You so read my mind! I watched the Emmys and thought exactly that. How do you pick one out of all those great actors or shows? Then when you read all the post award analysis of why this one did or didn’t win it gets really stupid. Like your example of Clair Danes. No matter how much someone might like someone else, to make any slam against a person who won is just sour grapes. And why are we watching this??

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    1. Yup… kinda my thought. There WAS something about that slam on Danes that tipped it for me. It’s bad enough we have to endure interminable, inescapable election campaigns in this country; we DON’T have to endure award shows! Thanks for your comment, Stasi! LDW

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  2. I haven’t watched in years and don’t feel I’ve missed much. I just don’t get the idea of ANY art competition. Don’t get it. I guess some people are motivated by a competitive spirit. I’m happier with a cooperative one.

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    1. You haven’t missed much, Heather! I think for years I watched just for the fun and spectacle of it. But in the last decade or so, it’s just become a fashion contest and a silly display of whose publicist works hardest. You can’t fault the nominees; they’re just doing the jobs they love and no doubt delighted to be acknowledged; but the competition of it all is where it loses me. That, and the usually really mediocre variety shows!

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  3. mk8077

    great writeup. The truth is, it was once an entertainment event. Now it’s a bad variety show. I feel sorry for the actors. I’m sure they like the honor but to sit through that mess?

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    1. I have friends who won an Oscar for their short several years ago… it was quite an extravaganza. They were delighted by the recognition, particularly because they won, but the lead-up and the hysteria attendant to it all was quite the hurricane.

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  4. Vicky

    To be honest, I think you’re being a little negative about it. I like watching. I know it’s a lot of superficial stuff going on and who knows if the winner is fairly chosen (I certainly don’t always agree with who wins), but it’s still fun for a lot of us. I agree that people shouldn’t write bad things about the winners because they wanted someone else to win, but in general it’s a lot of fun. So don’t watch if you don’t want to. Some of us still enjoy it.

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    1. I hear ya, Vicky, I do. And like I said, I’ll peek in on the Oscars because there’s still some part of me that wants to enjoy the celebration of good work… I just think that celebration has been perverted by the politics of it all. Kinda like politics has become perverted by politics. But please don’t let my critique spoil your fun; watch away and enjoy. Wear a tiara for me! Thanks for your comment! LDW

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    1. Wendi, I get your point too, but while there is a certain tongue-in-cheek yet sorta serious angle to this, at issue for me is the rather ridiculous way in which the “contest” pits one great performance against the other… then analyzes the reason why the winner shouldn’t have won. That’s really the core of my complaint. But I’ll try to lighten up. Maybe by the Oscars.. 🙂 LDW

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  5. Hannah B

    Hi! Your posts rock. Loved the one about “junkfood journalism” and this one too. You seem to have a great way of putting our culture in a nutshell.

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  6. Ray Nagel

    Hey there, i do believe you said it. I agree. I keep trying to just sit back and enjoy the show but all the noise and ancillary bullshit distracts. I read something insulting about one of the winners too and that was a real turnoff. Holllywood, get your act together.

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  7. Getta

    I actually like the festivities surrounding awards shows, more than I really care about who wins or who is or isn’t deserving. It’s just like a carnival or a parade or something, so I don’t get too bothered about the politics of it. I think you need to maybe chill out a little? Just sayin.

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    1. Oh, now, Getta, I’m chill, I’m SO chill. 🙂 Listen, I get it: the pageantry, the pomp, the circumstance, I get it, I really do. No one used to enjoy all that more than me.

      Maybe, as I get older and clearer about the way life works, it just chafes me when the hard work of people in the industry is reduced to butt-turns and designer names and publicity payola and the like, particularly when writers denigrate those who won in post-mortems. I find that appalling. Maybe that’s it; my little boycott is a way to protest all that.

      But, hey, for those for whom all that doesn’t come up on the screen, enjoy, truly. Just sayin. 🙂 LDW

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