I love the awards season because of all the drama, suspense, and the edge of your seat anticipation are not restricted to just the films in each category, but the actors, directors, writers and producers that are vying for a win. The glitz, the glamour and the pomp and circumstance surrounding awards season have come to a screeching halt because of the writer’s strike.
The Golden Globes were forced to cancel early last week with its only concession, a press conference announcing the wins. The winners were announced with little or no fanfare, no acceptance speeches or cut-away shots of the losers. If you want to know who the real losers of the Golden Globes are, just look in the mirror, that’s right, it us. The viewers and fans are the biggest losers of award season because Hollywood has taken television and film hostage.
New and returning shows are put on hold, new development projects are terminated, and the California economy is hemorrhaging money every day. It is the viewers and fans that are left with nothing, but reruns and poor talk show monologues to satisfy our TV itch. This strike comes down to greed. The movie studios want to hold on to their bottom line while the writers want more of the cut of the profit. Why can’t these two parties come to some agreement? Remember the baseball strike in the early 90’s? Baseball has never been the same since (I know that statement is debatable). The fact of the matter remains that this strike is leaving a bitter taste in the mouths of viewers all over the country, and the world.
I hope the Hollywood community comes to some agreement quickly because I don’t know about you, but there are only so many reruns that I can bear to watch.
