So I’m out here cheerily laughing and pointing in derision as reflection on the latest Oscar snoozefest shows that it was one of the worst rated iterations of the awards ceremony to date.
There are quite possibly a lot of reasons behind this–people don’t want to watch celebrities congratulate themselves for hours on end, people are getting sick of “who are you wearing?” when they can barely afford a roof over their head, people have discovered the incredible entertainment value in watching paint dry (at least as it compares to the Oscars–I’d sooner watch a back-to-back block of Animal Planet’s Puppy Bowl than that drivel, and I can only take ten minutes of the Puppy Bowl at a sitting.) but I have another possible explanation.
Popularity: 3% [?]
10,000 B.C. is the latest historical epic in the vein of Apocalypto, which nobody cared about either. In the world of film, 10,000 B.C. is pretty much no-count, but it’s almost guaranteed to attract the great unwashed masses. People who show up to the theater on a Friday night with no particular movie in mind will go for it. It looks so deliciously…epic.
In a round of musical directors, control over one of the latest Neil Gaiman films, Black Hole, has been handed off from Alexandre Aja to David Fincher.
Sort of.
Not too well, apparently. The votes are counted, the reviews are in, and Vantage Point remains at a
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