As sure as January follows December, the various entertainment award shows follow the holidays. The Golden Globes were three nights ago, and the New York Times is already touting the Oscars, whose nominees will be announced January 17. I don’t know when the Oscars are, but I’m sure the program has been scheduled to not interfere with any other major sporting or political event.
Time was when I was an awards show aficionado. I date myself by acknowledging when I was in high school Bob Hope was the MC in a black and white version of today’s extravaganza. For the record, Hope hosted nineteen times from before I was born until 1978. I was a married woman with two children by then.
But the Oscars weren’t the only special night I watched. I liked the Emmys, the CMA Awards, the Clios, and – best of all – the Tonys. I was also fairly up-to-date on the films or programs as well as the actors and actresses who might win. Not anymore.
So I’m finding the awards season to be tedious already. I no longer recognize performers’ names, and the titles of the films mean nothing. I did check a couple possible contenders for Oscars on Google®, and the synopses of the films were so depressing I’d never be part of the audience.
Maybe it’s an age thing; the people I connected with in film and on stage are no longer performing. In fact, most of them are no longer here. Maybe it’s a burn-out thing; I’ve watched these shows for so many years that they have worn out their welcome.
And maybe I just need to move on.
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