The Academy Awards: Everything Old is New Again

Don’t throw the past away
You might need it some rainy day
Dreams can come true again
When everything old is new again

Let’s hope that the Mayans are not as accurate with their predictions as Peter Allen was when he wrote this song. Last night’s Academy Awards demonstrated that if 94% of your membership is composed of old, white men, chances are pretty good that they are going to vote for a chance to relive their youth and give the golden statuette to a black & white silent movie. Kind of like an all male panel in Congress deciding that funding birth control is useless – go with what you know! I was planning on turning flicksthatmakemesick monochromatic to honor The Artist, but I decided it was too much trouble; plus I didn’t even like the movie that much. Continue reading

The Artist/Hugo

Shut up. No, really, just be quiet for a minute. The cacophony that surrounds us in our daily lives is so out of control that we’re all going to end up like Pete Townshend, muttering “What?” everytime someone asks him about his generation. It’s gotten to the point where you can’t tell the difference between a real estate agent who’s on the phone closing a deal and the batshit crazy dude who’s walking down the street talking smack to himself, because the decibel level is about the same. We all need to just shut up for awhile. Continue reading