Self-flagellation and stuffed goody bags: my night at the tacky, endearing OscarsFebruary 11, 2020
The 2020 Academy Awards was a bit like being stuck in a basement, watching the rich and beautiful frolic above – in other words a lot like the winning picture. Thank God for Keanu Reeves!
There must be a word maybe in German, or possibly in Korean for that piquant feeling of being at one of the most exclusive events in the world, surrounded by people who have only ever turned left on a plane, but are now cheering on a movie about the corrosive effects of class barriers. Dont get me wrong: it was genuinely delightful to be in the Dolby theatre in Hollywood on Sunday night, watching Parasite bulldoze its way through the awards. And goodness, how the audience was on Parasites side, with the cheers becoming so much more pronounced for it than any of its other fellow nominees that it felt almost awkward by the end. Still, lets remember that a significant number of those applauding the film with one hand were, in the other hand, holding the gift bag for the nominees, worth an impressively humble $225,000 (174,000).
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