...Award shows.
This may be one of those things where I'm surprised to be in the minority, but I'm pretty sure I am. My friend dedicated not one, but two posts to it. I was even fortunate enough to be invited by some other friends to watch the Oscars. I declined mainly out of shock. The thought of spending multiple hours watching a bunch of preening "artists" congratulate each other and make speeches and slip in the occasional untimely half-wit political statement just doesn't do it for me anymore. Honestly, I don't really even like the good speeches (I think there's been a couple). For some reason, even these masters of the stage and screen seem more like four-year-olds on ice skates when they don't have a script to read from and 12 takes to get it right. The tension of all those tense moments just wears me out. I don't watch the Oscars, or the Grammy's, or the Emmy's, or even the Tony's (I bet that last one's just blowing your mind). I guess I now know how a lot of chicks feel during the Superbowl*. But at least that has good commercials.
I think it may just go back to the fact that I'm too arrogant to have someone else (especially actors) tell me what the best was in a completely subjective field. I will admit, up until now, I've only seen one of the best picture nominees. But if that's one of the five best movies of the year, well...maybe they should have gone ahead and canceled the show. Besides, how can we support a system that doesn't even give The Bourne Ultimatum a chance to win? (As an aside; I may be prepared to name the Bourne series the best trilogy of all time. Yes, even Star Wars.) So despite the fact that I'm sure there were lots of funny one-liners and lots of beautiful women filling the screen, I didn't bother.
Even so, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't care. I'm sorry I didn't come watch. I'm sorry I didn't read your posts. I'm sorry I don't understand.
* used without the approval of the National Football League
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