Why I Checked Out of Award Season

If you know me, you know I’ve always lived for award shows and red carpets. From the Golden Globes to the Oscars, those Sundays were sacred. I used to sit in front of the TV starting at 1 p.m., watching every second from the first arrival to the final trophy. I fancied myself a modern-day Joan Rivers, providing no-mercy commentary in real-time on Facebook and Twitter.

The shows used to be electric. We tuned in for the art—the music, the performances, and the screenplays. But over the last five years, everything has changed. The craft doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Today, award shows are about everything except the work. I couldn’t care less about an actor’s personal politics or religious beliefs; I care about how they acted, how the song sounded, and how the film was directed. Now, it’s just a competition to see who can shout their opinions the loudest. Hollywood has become so obsessed with "the message" that they’ve forgotten how to actually make a movie. Between the endless reboots and the "trending actor" rotations, nothing feels original or refreshing. (Seriously, I’m still waiting for someone to explain how Beyoncé won a Grammy for Best Country Album!)

I still get messages from friends who miss my red carpet roasts and my "shock-horror" reactions when a "meh" performance takes home Best Actor. I’d love to get back into it, but until the focus shifts back to the art, it’s just not going to happen.

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