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We perceive the decadence of a cultural institution when it needs elements external to art to promote itself. This is what happened to painting salons after the artists’ biography became more relevant than their works. Ditto for the literary academies, especially in their most popular versions. What I didn’t imagine is that I would live to see this irrelevance take over the cinema.
No. Future generations won’t argue if it was all a scene game. Nor will they agree with one or the other. Much less will they see improbable virtues in those who attacked or were attacked – and did not react. No one will even remember what motivated Will Smith’s pat on Chris Rock at the Oscars ceremony in that very remote, dark and ridiculous year of 960.
Because, by the floor of the carriage, the year come we will have another scandal. Maybe a black actor slaps a white actor, as a way of redressing history. Perhaps an actress slaps a trans woman, outraged at losing her Oscar to a biological man. Perhaps there is a bloody battle of android actors in front of an audience of holograms in full dress. So it will be until the Oscars become a circus event that once had something to do with what was on the big screen.
“In the Rhythm of the Heart”
If I were a conspiracy theorist, I would say that the calvophobic joke “forcibly” silenced on the stage of what should be cinema’s greatest celebration was intended to overshadow the surprising victory of a film such as it has not been for a long time. saw himself graced with the coveted statuettes: “No Rhythm of the Heart”.