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I wish you would get off the tinsletown/motion picture hating bandwagon long enough to appreciate a show such as the Oscars for what it is . . . a freak show, a car wreck, plastic surgery on tv – we watch it out of morbid curiosity. We love it because we get to see those who are richer,prettier and more famous (in some cases smarter, more talented and more creative) than we could ever hope to be, make fools of themselves. We wait for them to fall, say something dumb, or wear something tacky or ill-fitting and then we get to cackle and tease and feel some absurd sense of superiority for a split second – this goes double for entertainment journalists. Calling the Oscars ridiculous, making fun of the interpretive dance pieces or the dialogue is like critiquing the acting prowess of the cast of Days of our Lives. It’s too easy. Come on. I understand a large part of oscar fun is making fun of its participants the next day but my god you guys like hate these people? it's weird.
And as for the movies, personally I liked Crash because of it’s fanciful coincidences, jarring events and the mosaic of characters and scenes that eventually form a meaningful (while admittedly maudlin from some angles) picture. PT Anderson made this puzzle-like quality popular in movies such as Magnolia and Boogie Nights. It's ok to love his movies because the focus lies on the underbelly of society, druggies and porn stars. But, while Crash was as artistically appealing and smart, it sucks because it touches on such a banal moral issue. We get it – you’re not fallin’ for that and we sure are idiots if we do. Make sure those who dare to make a movie around an issue so trite as racism know that your not taking the bait! After all you’re too goddamn smart for that!