I don't go to many movies. At the risk of sounding like an old fogy (I'm not), they just don't make 'em like they used to.
There are no great actors or actresses anymore that can be revered, admired, respected, or looked up to. No one compares to John Wayne, Spencer Tracy, Kirk Douglas, Gregory Peck, Paul Newman, Katherine Hepburn, and I could go on and on.
There are no contemporary films that deserve to be played 20-30 years from now on the American Movie Classics network.
What today's crop of so-called Hollywood talent does excel in is liberal posturing and grandstanding. Give them a cue card and they have to struggle through two dozen takes. Put them at a podium at a PETA, Greenpeace, or ACLU rally and they can pontificate for hours without stumbling.
The Oscars will be handed out Sunday night. In the audience will be a host of arrogant, full of themselves, no-talent egotists who couldn't have been theater ushers when Hollywood had real bona-fide stars. That's why I won't waste my time watching the Oscars on television. I recall when Bob Hope hosted the telecast every year. You knew Bob Hope would be the emcee, you knew he'd be topical and funny, and you knew you wouldn't have to suffer through bubble-headed acceptance speeches.
Three cheers to
Vivian Roe and her column in this week's paper that's right on when it comes to the over-rated mutual admiration society known as the Oscars.
Want to win an Oscar? Make a film, then go on the lecture circuit to save some sort of animal.
This isn't the first time Vivian Roe has written a compelling column for the Journal/Sentinel. I was impressed with
her piece on the new Wisconsin booster seat law.Nice work, Vivian! The editors at 4th and State probably cringe at your material. That's a sure sign it's pretty good stuff.
THE VOTE IS NO APRIL 3
