So, the Academy Awards were on tv last night. I only mention it because you may not have heard. (Quick, what won best picture?! Have you actually seen the movie?)
“Sunday, February 26 has become a big night for Jean Dujardin as he was hailed as the Best Actor at the prestigious 2012 Academy Awards” (Aceshowbiz).
“Acclaimed Pakistani filmmaker Sharmeen Obaid Chinoy and her film “Saving Face” officially nominated for Best Documentary, Short Subject for the prestigious Academy Awards [Oscars]” (Ink Magazine).
“The most important annual celebrity event in Show Biz takes place late each winter (usually in late February or early March), right here in Los Angeles. It’s Oscar Night, that dazzling evening when the prestigious Academy Awards are presented for the year’s best achievements in motion pictures” (Seeing Stars).
You get the idea.
Prestigious: very much respected and admired, usually because of being important (Cambridge Dictionary).
Basically what all this tells us is, the Academy Awards are important enough that we admire them. Or do 39 million of us just appreciate the display of opulence when we see it? Hmm, I’ll let you ponder that for a moment.
I have a theory about the prestigious Oscars. It applies for the equally prestigious Grammys. Here’s my advice to anyone vying for either prestigious award: don’t win it out of the gate. If you are a newcomer without an established fan base – and I mean established as if in willing-to-pay-anything-to-see-you-do-anything (such as, sit through Boat Trip for example) then stay far, far away from the awards. You do not want them. This is important – do not confuse a temporary fan base with a proven fan base. Winning a prestigious award without a solid base will hike up your salary (which seems good) and the only projects willing to flip your bill will be along the caliber of, well, Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion (not so good). Unless, of course, your first name is Meryl. Then can you do whatever you want.
But what do I know? I’m still waiting for my invitation. It must have gotten lost in the mail.
And now for the moment that really made me wish I was there (typed with heavy sarcasm):