Thanks, Golden Globes, for reminding me which films made the most money this year.
Sometimes, just for a second, I forget that awards can mean money over merit. But thanks, Hollywood Foreign Press, for reminding me to have no faith in the American film industry. In a world where
Avatar can take home the best picture for pure box office gross makes me sick. Just when I think that hope can be restored in Hollywood, we see award season begin with a disgusting nod to the most gratuitous and overly spectacular movies of the year. This was nothing but numbers dominating talent. I'm not sure I want to be a part of a community where true films like Bigelow's
The Hurt Locker fall because it didn't make a billion dollars in a matter of weeks. Awards are for recognizing cinematic talent, not for how much James Cameron can whip out his dick and wave it around in 3D.
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